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Miss
Marsh
handed
a
document
across
the
table
.
Poirot
ran
through
it
,
nodding
to
himself
.
“
Made
three
years
ago
.
Dated
March
25
;
and
the
time
is
given
also
—
11
a
.
m
.
—
that
is
very
suggestive
.
It
narrows
the
field
of
search
.
Assuredly
it
is
another
will
we
have
to
seek
for
.
A
will
made
even
half
-
an
-
hour
later
would
upset
this
.
Eh
bien
,
mademoiselle
,
it
is
a
problem
charming
and
ingenious
that
you
have
presented
to
me
here
.
I
shall
have
all
the
pleasure
in
the
world
in
solving
it
for
you
.
Granted
that
your
uncle
was
a
man
of
ability
,
his
grey
cells
cannot
have
been
of
the
quality
of
Hercule
Poirot
’
s
!
”
(
Really
,
Poirot
’
s
vanity
is
blatant
!
)
“
Fortunately
,
I
have
nothing
of
moment
on
hand
at
the
minute
.
Hastings
and
I
will
go
down
to
Crabtree
Manor
to
-
night
.
The
man
and
wife
who
attended
on
your
uncle
are
still
there
,
I
presume
?
”
“
Yes
,
their
name
is
Baker
.
”
•
•
•
•
•
•
•
The
following
morning
saw
us
started
on
the
hunt
proper
.
We
had
arrived
late
the
night
before
.
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Baker
,
having
received
a
telegram
from
Miss
Marsh
,
were
expecting
us
.
They
were
a
pleasant
couple
,
the
man
gnarled
and
pink
-
cheeked
,
like
a
shrivelled
pippin
,
and
his
wife
a
woman
of
vast
proportions
and
true
Devonshire
calm
.
Tired
with
our
journey
and
the
eight
-
mile
drive
from
the
station
,
we
had
retired
at
once
to
bed
after
a
supper
of
roast
chicken
,
apple
pie
,
and
Devonshire
cream
.
We
had
now
disposed
of
an
excellent
breakfast
,
and
were
sitting
in
a
small
panelled
room
which
had
been
the
late
Mr
.
Marsh
’
s
study
and
living
-
room
.
A
roll
-
top
desk
stuffed
with
papers
,
all
neatly
docketed
,
stood
against
the
wall
,
and
a
big
leather
armchair
showed
plainly
that
it
had
been
its
owner
’
s
constant
resting
-
place
.
A
big
chintz
-
covered
settee
ran
along
the
opposite
wall
,
and
the
deep
low
window
seats
were
covered
with
the
same
faded
chintz
of
an
old
-
fashioned
pattern
.
“
Eh
bien
,
mon
ami
,
”
said
Poirot
,
lighting
one
of
his
tiny
cigarettes
,
“
we
must
map
out
our
plan
of
campaign
.
Already
I
have
made
a
rough
survey
of
the
house
,
but
I
am
of
opinion
that
any
clue
will
be
found
in
this
room
.
