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"
Yes
?
"
"
I
wish
,
I
could
enjoy
it
!
"
Arbuthnot
did
not
answer
.
The
square
line
of
his
jaw
seemed
a
little
sterner
and
grimmer
.
"
I
wish
to
Heaven
you
were
out
of
all
this
,
"
he
said
.
"
Hush
,
please
.
Hush
.
"
"
Oh
!
it
's
all
right
.
"
He
shot
a
slightly
annoyed
glance
in
Poirot
's
direction
.
Then
he
went
on
:
"
But
I
do
n't
like
the
idea
of
your
being
a
governess
--
at
the
beck
and
call
of
tyrannical
mothers
and
their
tiresome
brats
.
"
She
laughed
with
just
a
hint
of
uncontrol
in
the
sound
.
"
Oh
!
you
must
n't
think
that
.
The
downtrodden
governess
is
quite
an
exploded
myth
.
I
can
assure
you
that
it
's
the
parents
who
are
afraid
of
being
bullied
by
me
.
"
They
said
no
more
.
Arbuthnot
was
,
perhaps
,
ashamed
of
his
outburst
.
