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"
Ah
,
you
admit
it
?
"
Her
lips
curved
into
a
smile
.
"
Certainly
.
Since
you
have
found
me
out
.
"
"
You
are
at
least
frank
,
Mademoiselle
.
"
"
There
does
not
seem
anything
else
for
me
to
be
.
"
"
Well
,
of
course
,
that
is
true
.
And
now
,
Mademoiselle
,
may
I
ask
you
the
reason
for
these
evasions
?
"
"
I
should
have
thought
the
reason
leapt
to
the
eye
,
M.
Poirot
?
"
"
It
does
not
leap
to
mine
,
Mademoiselle
.
"
She
said
in
a
quiet
,
even
voice
with
a
trace
of
hardness
in
it
:
"
I
have
my
living
to
get
.
"
