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“
M
.
Renauld
was
always
very
kind
to
me
,
”
she
replied
at
last
.
“
It
is
natural
that
I
should
be
interested
.
”
“
I
see
,
”
said
Poirot
.
“
Well
,
mademoiselle
,
suspicion
at
present
is
hovering
round
two
persons
.
”
“
Two
?
”
I
could
have
sworn
there
was
a
note
of
surprise
and
relief
in
her
voice
.
“
Their
names
are
unknown
,
but
they
are
presumed
to
be
Chilians
from
Santiago
.
And
now
,
mademoiselle
,
you
see
what
comes
of
being
young
and
beautiful
!
I
have
betrayed
professional
secrets
for
you
!
”
The
girl
laughed
merrily
,
and
then
,
rather
shyly
,
she
thanked
him
.
“
I
must
run
back
now
.
Maman
will
miss
me
.
”
And
she
turned
and
ran
back
up
the
road
,
looking
like
a
modern
Atalanta
.
I
stared
after
her
.
“
Mon
ami
,
”
said
Poirot
,
in
his
gentle
ironical
voice
,
“
is
it
that
we
are
to
remain
planted
here
all
night
—
just
because
you
have
seen
a
beautiful
young
woman
,
and
your
head
is
in
a
whirl
?
”
