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Hector
MacQueen
acquiesced
willingly
in
the
search
.
"
I
'd
just
as
soon
you
did
,
"
he
said
with
a
rueful
smile
.
"
I
feel
I
'm
just
definitely
the
most
suspicious
character
on
the
train
.
You
've
only
got
to
find
a
will
in
which
the
old
man
left
me
all
his
money
,
and
that
'll
just
about
fix
things
.
"
M.
Bouc
bent
a
suspicious
glance
upon
him
.
"
That
's
just
my
fun
,
"
said
MacQueen
hastily
.
"
He
'd
never
have
left
me
a
cent
,
really
.
I
was
just
useful
to
him
--
languages
and
so
on
.
You
're
apt
to
be
done
down
,
you
know
,
if
you
do
n't
speak
anything
but
good
American
.
I
'm
no
linguist
myself
,
but
I
know
what
I
call
shopping
and
hotel
snappy
bits
in
French
and
German
and
Italian
.
"
His
voice
was
a
little
louder
than
usual
.
It
was
as
though
he
was
slightly
uneasy
at
the
search
in
spite
of
his
willingness
.
Poirot
emerged
.
"
Nothing
,
"
he
said
.
"
Not
even
a
compromising
bequest
!
"
MacQueen
sighed
.
"
Well
,
that
's
a
load
off
my
mind
,
"
he
said
humorously
.
They
moved
on
to
the
last
compartment
.
The
examination
of
the
luggage
of
the
big
Italian
and
of
the
valet
yielded
no
result
.
