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He
stopped
and
,
turning
round
,
scowled
fiercely
at
Poirot
.
"
I
'll
break
every
bone
in
your
damned
body
,
you
dirty
little
whippersnapper
,
"
he
said
.
"
Monsieur
,
"
protested
M.
Bouc
.
Arbuthnot
had
turned
back
to
the
girl
.
"
Mary
--
for
God
's
sake
--
"
She
sprang
up
.
"
It
's
nothing
.
I
'm
all
right
.
You
do
n't
need
me
any
more
,
do
you
,
M.
Poirot
?
If
you
do
,
you
must
come
and
find
me
.
Oh
,
what
an
idiot
--
what
an
idiot
I
'm
making
of
myself
!
"
She
hurried
out
of
the
car
.
Arbuthnot
,
before
following
her
,
turned
once
more
on
Poirot
.
"
Miss
Debenham
's
got
nothing
to
do
with
this
business
--
nothing
,
do
you
hear
?
And
if
she
's
worried
and
interfered
with
,
you
'll
have
me
to
deal
with
.
"
He
strode
out
.
