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Poirot
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
“
Well
,
after
all
,
if
it
were
found
in
the
neighbourhood
,
it
might
be
argued
that
Davenheim
himself
had
dropped
it
.
”
“
But
why
remove
it
from
the
body
at
all
?
”
I
cried
.
“
There
might
be
a
reason
for
that
,
”
said
Japp
.
“
Do
you
know
that
just
beyond
the
lake
,
a
little
gate
leads
out
on
to
the
hill
,
and
not
three
minutes
’
walk
brings
you
to
—
what
do
you
think
?
—
a
lime
kiln
.
”
“
Good
heavens
!
”
I
cried
.
“
You
mean
that
the
lime
which
destroyed
the
body
would
be
powerless
to
affect
the
metal
of
the
ring
?
”
“
Exactly
.
”
“
It
seems
to
me
,
”
I
said
,
“
that
that
explains
everything
.
What
a
horrible
crime
!
”
By
common
consent
we
both
turned
and
looked
at
Poirot
.
He
seemed
lost
in
reflection
,
his
brow
knitted
,
as
though
with
some
supreme
mental
effort
.
I
felt
that
at
last
his
keen
intellect
was
asserting
itself
.
What
would
his
first
words
be
?
We
were
not
long
left
in
doubt
.
With
a
sigh
,
the
tension
of
his
attitude
relaxed
,
and
turning
to
Japp
,
he
asked
:
“
Have
you
any
idea
,
my
friend
,
whether
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Davenheim
occupied
the
same
bedroom
?
”
The
question
seemed
so
ludicrously
inappropriate
that
for
a
moment
we
both
stared
in
silence
.
Then
Japp
burst
into
a
laugh
.
“
Good
Lord
,
Monsieur
Poirot
,
I
thought
you
were
coming
out
with
something
startling
.
As
to
your
question
,
I
’
m
sure
I
don
’
t
know
.
”
