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In
another
moment
the
lady
had
been
ushered
in
.
My
heart
gave
a
leap
as
I
recognized
her
.
Lady
Yardly
’
s
portrait
had
figured
too
often
in
the
Society
papers
to
allow
her
to
remain
unknown
.
“
Do
sit
down
,
Lady
Yardly
,
”
I
said
,
drawing
forward
a
chair
.
“
My
friend
Poirot
is
out
,
but
I
know
for
a
fact
that
he
’
ll
be
back
very
shortly
.
”
She
thanked
me
and
sat
down
.
A
very
different
type
,
this
,
from
Miss
Mary
Marvell
.
Tall
,
dark
,
with
flashing
eyes
,
and
a
pale
proud
face
—
yet
something
wistful
in
the
curves
of
the
mouth
.
I
felt
a
desire
to
rise
to
the
occasion
.
Why
not
?
In
Poirot
’
s
presence
I
have
frequently
felt
a
difficulty
—
I
do
not
appear
at
my
best
.
And
yet
there
is
no
doubt
that
I
,
too
,
possess
the
deductive
sense
in
a
marked
degree
.
I
leant
forward
on
a
sudden
impulse
.
“
Lady
Yardly
,
”
I
said
,
“
I
know
why
you
have
come
here
.
You
have
received
blackmailing
letters
about
the
diamond
.
”
There
was
no
doubt
as
to
my
bolt
having
shot
home
.
She
stared
at
me
open
-
mouthed
,
all
colour
banished
from
her
cheeks
.
“
You
know
?
”
she
gasped
.
“
How
?
”
I
smiled
.
“
By
a
perfectly
logical
process
.
If
Miss
Marvell
has
had
warning
letters
—
—
”
