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"
Yes
,
yes
.
I
know
the
type
.
Besides
,
it
is
a
story
that
would
be
very
easily
disproved
.
"
"
He
has
given
us
a
piece
of
very
interesting
evidence
,
"
said
M.
Bouc
.
"
Yes
,
indeed
"
"
A
small
man
,
dark
,
with
a
high-pitched
voice
,
"
said
M.
Bouc
thoughtfully
.
"
A
description
which
applies
to
no
one
on
the
train
,
"
said
Poirot
.
"
And
now
,
"
said
Poirot
with
a
twinkle
in
his
eye
,
"
we
will
delight
the
heart
of
M.
Bouc
and
see
the
Italian
.
"
Antonio
Foscarelli
came
into
the
dining
car
with
a
swift
,
catlike
tread
.
His
face
beamed
.
It
was
a
typical
Italian
face
,
sunny
looking
and
swarthy
.
He
spoke
French
well
and
fluently
,
with
only
a
slight
accent
.
"
Your
name
is
Antonio
Foscarelli
?
"
