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"
Yes
,
Monsieur
.
Ah
!
well
do
I
remember
the
day
I
first
took
the
boat
--
to
go
to
America
,
so
far
away
!
My
mother
,
my
little
sister
--
"
Poirot
cut
short
the
flood
of
reminiscence
.
"
During
your
sojourn
in
the
United
States
did
you
ever
come
across
the
deceased
?
"
"
Never
.
But
I
know
the
type
.
Oh
,
yes
.
"
He
snapped
his
fingers
expressively
.
"
It
is
very
respectable
,
very
well
dressed
,
but
underneath
it
is
all
wrong
.
Out
of
my
experience
,
I
should
say
he
was
the
big
crook
.
I
give
you
my
opinion
for
what
it
is
worth
.
"
"
Your
opinion
is
quite
right
,
"
said
Poirot
dryly
.
"
Ratchett
was
Cassetti
,
the
kidnapper
.
"
"
What
did
I
tell
you
?
I
have
learned
to
be
very
acute
--
to
read
the
face
.
It
is
necessary
.
Only
in
America
do
they
teach
you
the
proper
way
to
sell
.
"
"
You
remember
the
Armstrong
case
?
"
I
do
not
quite
remember
.
The
name
,
yes
?
It
was
a
little
girl
--
a
baby
--
was
it
not
?
"
"
Yes
,
a
very
tragic
affair
.
"
