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Hercule
Poirot
's
eyebrows
went
up
a
trifle
.
"
My
clientèle
,
Monsieur
,
is
limited
nowadays
.
I
undertake
very
few
cases
.
"
"
Why
,
naturally
,
I
understand
that
.
But
this
,
Mr.
Poirot
,
means
big
money
.
"
He
repeated
again
in
his
soft
,
persuasive
voice
,
"
Big
money
.
"
Hercule
Poirot
was
silent
a
minute
or
two
,
then
he
said
:
"
What
is
it
you
wish
me
to
do
for
you
,
M.
--
er
--
Ratchett
?
"
"
Mr.
Poirot
,
I
am
a
rich
man
--
a
very
rich
man
.
Men
in
that
position
have
enemies
.
I
have
an
enemy
.
"
"
Only
one
enemy
?
"
"
Just
what
do
you
mean
by
that
question
?
"
asked
Ratchett
sharply
.
"
Monsieur
,
in
my
experience
when
a
man
is
in
a
position
to
have
,
as
you
say
,
enemies
,
then
it
does
not
usually
resolve
itself
into
one
enemy
only
.
"
