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“
Not
the
least
in
the
world
.
”
Then
,
to
my
utter
astonishment
,
Poirot
pronounced
these
words
:
“
I
do
not
agree
with
you
.
I
have
a
little
idea
that
these
footprints
are
the
most
important
things
we
have
seen
yet
.
”
M
.
Bex
said
nothing
,
merely
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
He
was
far
too
courteous
to
utter
his
real
opinion
.
“
Shall
we
proceed
?
”
he
asked
instead
.
“
Certainly
.
I
can
investigate
this
matter
of
the
footprints
later
,
”
said
Poirot
cheerfully
.
Instead
of
following
the
drive
down
to
the
gate
,
M
.
Bex
turned
up
a
path
that
branched
off
at
right
angles
.
It
led
,
up
a
slight
incline
,
round
to
the
right
of
the
house
,
and
was
bordered
on
either
side
by
a
kind
of
shrubbery
.
Suddenly
it
emerged
into
a
little
clearing
from
which
one
obtained
a
view
of
the
sea
.
A
seat
had
been
placed
here
,
and
not
far
from
it
was
a
rather
ramshackle
shed
.
A
few
steps
further
on
,
a
neat
line
of
small
bushes
marked
the
boundary
of
the
Villa
grounds
.
M
.
Bex
pushed
his
way
through
these
and
we
found
ourselves
on
a
wide
stretch
of
open
downs
.
I
looked
round
,
and
saw
something
that
filled
me
with
astonishment
.
“
Why
,
this
is
a
golf
course
,
”
I
cried
.
Bex
nodded
.
