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"
Now
do
not
distress
yourself
,
Mademoiselle
.
Do
not
distress
yourself
.
"
Poirot
patted
her
on
the
shoulder
.
"
Just
a
few
little
words
of
truth
,
that
is
all
.
You
were
the
nurse
who
was
in
charge
of
little
Daisy
Armstrong
?
"
"
It
is
true
--
it
is
true
,
"
wept
the
wretched
woman
.
"
Ah
,
she
was
an
angel
--
a
little
sweet
,
trustful
angel
.
She
knew
nothing
but
kindness
and
love
--
and
she
was
taken
away
by
that
wicked
man
--
cruelly
treated
--
and
her
poor
mother
--
and
the
other
little
one
who
never
lived
at
all
.
You
can
not
understand
--
you
can
not
know
--
if
you
had
been
there
as
I
was
--
if
you
had
seen
the
whole
terrible
tragedy
--
I
ought
to
have
told
you
the
truth
about
myself
this
morning
.
But
I
was
afraid
--
afraid
.
I
did
so
rejoice
that
that
evil
man
was
dead
--
that
he
could
not
any
more
kill
or
torture
little
children
.
Ah
!
I
can
not
speak
--
I
have
no
words
...
.
"
She
wept
with
more
vehemence
than
ever
.
Poirot
continued
to
pat
her
gently
on
the
shoulder
.
"
There
--
there
--
I
comprehend
--
I
comprehend
everything
--
everything
,
I
tell
you
.
I
will
ask
you
no
more
questions
.
It
is
enough
that
you
have
admitted
what
I
know
to
be
the
truth
.
I
understand
,
I
tell
you
.
"
By
now
inarticulate
with
sobs
,
Greta
Ohlsson
rose
and
groped
her
way
blindly
towards
the
door
.
As
she
reached
it
she
collided
with
a
man
coming
in
.
It
was
the
valet
--
Masterman
.
He
came
straight
up
to
Poirot
and
spoke
in
his
usual
,
quiet
,
unemotional
voice
.
"
I
hope
I
'm
not
intruding
,
sir
.
I
thought
it
best
to
come
along
at
once
,
sir
,
and
tell
you
the
truth
.
I
was
Colonel
Armstrong
's
batman
in
the
war
,
sir
,
and
afterwards
I
was
his
valet
in
New
York
.
I
'm
afraid
I
concealed
that
fact
this
morning
.
It
was
very
wrong
of
me
,
sir
,
and
I
thought
I
'd
better
come
and
make
a
clean
breast
of
it
.
But
I
hope
,
sir
,
that
you
're
not
suspecting
Tonio
in
any
way
.
Old
Tonio
,
sir
,
would
n't
hurt
a
fly
.
And
I
can
swear
positively
that
he
never
left
the
carriage
all
last
night
.
So
,
you
see
,
sir
,
he
could
n't
have
done
it
.
Tonio
may
be
a
foreigner
,
sir
,
but
he
's
a
very
gentle
creature
--
not
like
those
nasty
murdering
Italians
one
reads
about
.
"
He
stopped
.
