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"
I
have
told
you
so
already
,
"
said
the
Princess
quietly
.
"
I
do
not
employ
people
whom
I
do
not
trust
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Poirot
thoughtfully
.
"
Trust
is
indeed
something
in
these
days
.
It
is
,
perhaps
,
better
to
have
a
homely
woman
whom
one
can
trust
than
a
more
chic
maid
--
for
example
,
some
smart
Parisienne
.
"
He
saw
the
dark
intelligent
eyes
come
slowly
round
and
fasten
themselves
upon
his
face
.
"
What
exactly
are
you
implying
,
M.
Poirot
?
"
"
Nothing
,
Madame
.
I
?
Nothing
.
"
"
But
yes
.
You
think
,
do
you
not
,
that
I
should
have
a
smart
Frenchwoman
to
attend
to
my
toilet
?
"
"
It
would
be
,
perhaps
,
more
usual
,
Madame
.
"
She
shook
her
head
.
"
Schmidt
is
devoted
to
me
.
"
Her
voice
dwelt
lingeringly
on
the
words
.
"
Devotion
--
c'est
impayable
.
"
