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The
good
lady
was
instantly
sympathetic
.
She
would
go
immediately
.
It
must
have
been
indeed
a
terrible
shock
to
the
nerves
,
and
already
the
poor
lady
was
upset
by
the
journey
and
leaving
her
daughter
.
Ah
,
yes
,
certainly
she
would
go
at
once
--
her
case
was
not
locked
--
and
she
would
take
with
her
some
sal
ammoniac
.
She
bustled
off
.
Her
possessions
were
soon
examined
.
They
were
meagre
in
the
extreme
.
She
had
evidently
not
noticed
the
missing
wires
from
the
hat
box
.
Miss
Debenham
had
put
her
book
down
.
She
was
watching
Poirot
.
When
he
asked
her
,
she
handed
over
her
keys
.
Then
,
as
he
lifted
down
a
case
and
opened
it
,
she
said
:
"
Why
did
you
send
her
away
,
M.
Poirot
?
"
"
I
,
Mademoiselle
?
Why
,
to
minister
to
the
American
lady
.
"
"
An
excellent
pretext
--
but
a
pretext
all
the
same
.
"
"
I
do
n't
understand
you
,
Mademoiselle
.
"
"
I
think
you
understand
me
very
well
.
"
She
smiled
.
