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He
sipped
his
wine
.
Then
,
leaning
back
,
he
ran
his
eye
thoughtfully
round
the
dining
car
.
There
were
thirteen
people
seated
there
and
,
as
M.
Bouc
had
said
,
of
all
classes
and
nationalities
.
He
began
to
study
them
.
At
the
table
opposite
them
were
three
men
.
They
were
,
he
guessed
,
single
travellers
graded
and
placed
there
by
the
unerring
judgment
of
the
restaurant
attendants
.
A
big
,
swarthy
Italian
was
picking
his
teeth
with
gusto
.
Opposite
him
a
spare
,
neat
Englishman
had
the
expressionless
disapproving
face
of
the
well-trained
servant
.
Next
to
the
Englishman
was
a
big
American
in
a
loud
suit
--
possibly
a
commercial
traveller
.
"
You
've
got
to
put
it
over
big
,
"
he
was
saying
in
a
loud
nasal
voice
.
The
Italian
removed
his
toothpick
to
gesticulate
with
it
freely
.
"
Sure
,
"
he
said
.
"
That
whatta
I
say
alla
de
time
.
"
The
Englishman
looked
out
of
the
window
and
coughed
.
Poirot
's
eye
passed
on
.
At
a
small
table
,
sitting
very
upright
,
was
one
of
the
ugliest
old
ladies
he
had
ever
seen
.
It
was
an
ugliness
of
distinction
--
it
fascinated
rather
than
repelled
.
She
sat
very
upright
.
Round
her
neck
was
a
collar
of
very
large
pearls
which
,
improbable
though
it
seemed
,
were
real
.
Her
hands
were
covered
with
rings
.
Her
sable
coat
was
pushed
back
on
her
shoulders
.
A
very
small
expensive
black
toque
was
hideously
unbecoming
to
the
yellow
,
toad-like
face
beneath
it
.
She
was
speaking
now
to
the
restaurant
attendant
in
a
clear
,
courteous
but
completely
autocratic
tone
.
"
You
will
be
sufficiently
amiable
to
place
in
my
compartment
a
bottle
of
mineral
water
and
a
large
glass
of
orange
juice
.
You
will
arrange
that
I
shall
have
chicken
cooked
without
sauces
for
dinner
this
evening
--
also
some
boiled
fish
.
"
