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"
Is
it
possible
,
Mademoiselle
,
that
you
did
not
recognize
in
the
Countess
Andrenyi
Mrs.
Armstrong
's
young
sister
whom
you
taught
in
New
York
?
"
"
Countess
Andrenyi
?
No
.
"
She
shook
her
head
.
"
It
may
seem
extraordinary
to
you
,
but
I
did
not
recognize
her
.
She
was
not
grown
up
,
you
see
,
when
I
knew
her
.
That
was
over
three
years
ago
.
It
is
true
that
the
Countess
reminded
me
of
someone
--
it
puzzled
me
.
But
she
looks
so
foreign
--
I
never
connected
her
with
the
little
American
schoolgirl
.
It
is
true
that
I
only
glanced
at
her
casually
when
coming
into
the
restaurant
car
.
I
noticed
her
clothes
more
than
her
face
--
"
she
smiled
faintly
--
"
women
do
!
And
then
--
well
,
I
had
my
own
preoccupations
.
"
"
You
will
not
tell
me
your
secret
,
Mademoiselle
?
"
Poirot
's
voice
was
very
gentle
and
persuasive
.
She
said
in
a
low
voice
:
"
I
ca
n't
--
I
ca
n't
.
"
And
suddenly
,
without
warning
she
broke
down
,
dropping
her
face
down
upon
her
outstretched
arms
and
crying
as
though
her
heart
would
break
.
The
Colonel
sprang
up
and
stood
awkwardly
beside
her
.
"
I
--
look
here
--
"
