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"
That
is
so
,
"
agreed
M.
Poirot
.
"
And
you
intend
to
remain
there
a
few
days
,
I
think
?
"
"
Mais
oui
.
Stamboul
,
it
is
a
city
I
have
never
visited
.
It
would
be
a
pity
to
pass
through
--
comme
ça
.
"
He
snapped
his
fingers
descriptively
.
"
Nothing
presses
--
I
shall
remain
there
as
a
tourist
for
a
few
days
.
"
"
La
Sainte
Sophie
,
it
is
very
fine
,
"
said
Lieutenant
Dubosc
,
who
had
never
seen
it
.
A
cold
wind
came
whistling
down
the
platform
.
Both
men
shivered
.
Lieutenant
Dubosc
managed
to
cast
a
surreptitious
glance
at
his
watch
.
Five
minutes
to
five
--
only
five
minutes
more
!
Fancying
that
the
other
man
had
noticed
his
surreptitious
glance
,
he
hastened
once
more
into
speech
.
"
There
are
few
people
travelling
this
time
of
year
,
"
he
said
,
glancing
up
at
the
windows
of
the
sleeping
car
above
them
.
"
That
is
so
,
"
agreed
M.
Poirot
.
"
Let
us
hope
you
will
not
be
snowed
up
in
the
Taurus
!
"
