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”
At
twelve
o
’
clock
precisely
,
we
crept
cautiously
into
the
coal
-
lift
and
lowered
ourselves
to
the
second
floor
.
Under
Poirot
’
s
manipulation
,
the
wooden
door
quickly
swung
inwards
,
and
we
climbed
into
the
flat
.
From
the
scullery
we
passed
into
the
kitchen
where
we
established
ourselves
comfortably
in
two
chairs
with
the
door
into
the
hall
ajar
.
“
Now
we
have
but
to
wait
,
”
said
Poirot
contentedly
,
closing
his
eyes
.
To
me
,
the
waiting
appeared
endless
.
I
was
terrified
of
going
to
sleep
.
Just
when
it
seemed
to
me
that
I
had
been
there
about
eight
hours
—
and
had
,
as
I
found
out
afterwards
,
in
reality
been
exactly
one
hour
and
twenty
minutes
—
a
faint
scratching
sound
came
to
my
ears
.
Poirot
’
s
hand
touched
mine
.
I
rose
,
and
together
we
moved
carefully
in
the
direction
of
the
hall
.
The
noise
came
from
there
.
Poirot
placed
his
lips
to
my
ear
.
“
Outside
the
front
door
.
They
are
cutting
out
the
lock
.
When
I
give
the
word
,
not
before
,
fall
upon
him
from
behind
and
hold
him
fast
.
Be
careful
,
he
will
have
a
knife
.
”
Presently
there
was
a
rending
sound
,
and
a
little
circle
of
light
appeared
through
the
door
.
It
was
extinguished
immediately
and
then
the
door
was
slowly
opened
.
Poirot
and
I
flattened
ourselves
against
the
wall
.
I
heard
a
man
’
s
breathing
as
he
passed
us
.
Then
he
flashed
on
his
torch
,
and
as
he
did
so
,
Poirot
hissed
in
my
ear
:
“
Allez
.
”
We
sprang
together
,
Poirot
with
a
quick
movement
enveloped
the
intruder
’
s
head
with
a
light
woollen
scarf
whilst
I
pinioned
his
arms
.
The
whole
affair
was
quick
and
noiseless
.
I
twisted
a
dagger
from
his
hand
,
and
as
Poirot
brought
down
the
scarf
from
his
eyes
,
whilst
keeping
it
wound
tightly
round
his
mouth
,
I
jerked
up
my
revolver
where
he
could
see
it
and
understand
that
resistance
was
useless
.
As
he
ceased
to
struggle
Poirot
put
his
mouth
close
to
his
ear
and
began
to
whisper
rapidly
.
After
a
minute
the
man
nodded
.
Then
enjoining
silence
with
a
movement
of
the
hand
,
Poirot
led
the
way
out
of
the
flat
and
down
the
stairs
.
Our
captive
followed
,
and
I
brought
up
the
rear
with
the
revolver
.
When
we
were
out
in
the
street
,
Poirot
turned
to
me
.
“
There
is
a
taxi
waiting
just
round
the
corner
.
Give
me
the
revolver
.
We
shall
not
need
it
now
.
”
