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It
was
at
this
moment
,
when
we
were
all
stunned
by
the
mention
of
that
word
,
that
Poirot
approached
Mrs
.
Renauld
.
He
had
been
standing
by
the
window
like
a
man
lost
in
a
dream
,
and
I
doubt
if
he
had
fully
taken
in
what
had
passed
.
He
paused
by
the
lady
’
s
side
with
a
bow
.
“
Pardon
,
madame
,
but
may
I
examine
your
wrists
.
”
Though
slightly
surprised
at
the
request
,
Mrs
.
Renauld
held
them
out
to
him
.
Round
each
of
them
was
a
cruel
red
mark
where
the
cords
had
bitten
into
the
flesh
.
As
he
examined
them
,
I
fancied
that
a
momentary
flicker
of
excitement
I
had
seen
in
his
eyes
disappeared
.
“
They
must
cause
you
great
pain
,
”
he
said
,
and
once
more
he
looked
puzzled
.
But
the
magistrate
was
speaking
excitedly
.
“
Young
M
.
Renauld
must
be
communicated
with
at
once
by
wireless
.
It
is
vital
that
we
should
know
anything
he
can
tell
us
about
this
trip
to
Santiago
.
”
He
hesitated
“
I
hoped
he
might
have
been
near
at
hand
,
so
that
we
could
have
saved
you
pain
,
madame
.
”
He
paused
.
“
You
mean
,
”
she
said
in
a
low
voice
,
“
the
identification
of
my
husband
’
s
body
?
”
The
magistrate
bowed
his
head
.
“
I
am
a
strong
woman
,
monsieur
.
I
can
bear
all
that
is
required
of
me
.
I
am
ready
—
now
.
”
