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"
I
saw
him
for
the
first
time
when
lunching
here
yesterday
.
"
"
And
how
did
he
strike
you
?
"
"
I
hardly
noticed
him
.
"
"
He
did
not
strike
you
as
an
evil
personality
.
"
She
shrugged
her
shoulders
slightly
.
"
Really
,
I
can
not
say
I
thought
about
it
.
"
Poirot
looked
at
her
keenly
.
"
You
are
,
I
think
,
a
little
bit
contemptuous
of
the
way
I
prosecute
my
inquiries
,
"
he
said
with
a
twinkle
.
"
Not
so
,
you
think
,
would
an
English
inquiry
be
conducted
.
There
everything
would
be
cut
and
dried
--
it
would
be
all
kept
to
the
facts
--
a
well-ordered
business
.
But
I
,
Mademoiselle
,
have
my
little
originalities
.
I
look
first
at
my
witness
,
I
sum
up
his
or
her
character
,
and
I
frame
my
questions
accordingly
.
Just
a
little
minute
ago
I
am
asking
questions
of
a
gentleman
who
wants
to
tell
me
all
his
ideas
on
every
subject
.
Well
,
him
I
keep
strictly
to
the
point
.
I
want
him
to
answer
yes
or
no
,
this
or
that
.
And
then
you
come
.
I
see
at
once
that
you
will
be
orderly
and
methodical
.
You
will
confine
yourself
to
the
matter
in
hand
.
Your
answers
will
be
brief
and
to
the
point
.
And
because
,
Mademoiselle
,
human
nature
is
perverse
,
I
ask
of
you
quite
different
questions
.
I
ask
what
you
feel
,
what
you
thought
.
It
does
not
please
you
this
method
?
"
"
If
you
will
forgive
my
saying
so
,
it
seems
somewhat
of
a
waste
of
time
.
Whether
or
not
I
liked
Mr.
Ratchett
's
face
does
not
seem
likely
to
be
helpful
in
finding
out
who
killed
him
.
"
"
Do
you
know
who
the
man
Ratchett
really
was
,
Mademoiselle
?
"
