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"
By
all
means
,
let
dinner
be
served
.
"
The
attendant
vanished
through
the
doors
at
the
other
end
.
His
bell
could
be
heard
ringing
and
his
voice
upraised
:
"
Premier
Service
.
Le
dîner
est
servi
.
Premier
dîner
--
First
Service
.
"
Poirot
shared
a
table
with
M.
Bouc
and
the
doctor
.
The
company
assembled
in
the
restaurant
car
was
a
very
subdued
one
.
They
spoke
little
.
Even
the
loquacious
Mrs.
Hubbard
was
unnaturally
quiet
.
She
murmured
as
she
sat
:
"
I
do
n't
feel
as
though
I
've
got
the
heart
to
eat
anything
,
"
and
then
partook
of
everything
offered
her
,
encouraged
by
the
Swedish
lady
,
who
seemed
to
regard
her
as
a
special
charge
.
Before
the
meal
was
served
Poirot
had
caught
the
chief
attendant
by
the
sleeve
and
murmured
something
to
him
.
Constantine
had
a
pretty
good
guess
what
the
instructions
had
been
,
as
he
noticed
that
the
Count
and
Countess
Andrenyi
were
always
served
last
and
that
at
the
end
of
the
meal
there
was
a
delay
in
making
out
their
bill
.
It
therefore
came
about
that
the
Count
and
Countess
were
the
last
left
in
the
restaurant
car
.
When
they
rose
at
length
and
moved
in
the
direction
of
the
door
,
Poirot
sprang
up
and
followed
them
.
"
Pardon
,
Madame
,
you
have
dropped
your
handkerchief
.
"
He
was
holding
out
to
her
the
tiny
monogrammed
square
.
