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"
And
now
,
messieurs
et
mesdames
,
"
said
Poirot
rapidly
"
I
will
continue
with
what
I
was
about
to
say
.
Understand
this
I
mean
to
arrive
at
the
truth
.
The
truth
,
however
ugly
in
itself
,
is
always
curious
and
beautiful
to
the
seeker
after
it
I
am
much
aged
,
my
powers
may
not
be
what
they
were
.
"
Here
he
clearly
expected
a
contradiction
.
"
In
all
probability
this
is
the
last
case
I
shall
ever
investigate
.
But
Hercule
Poirot
does
not
end
with
a
failure
.
Messieurs
et
mesdames
,
I
tell
you
,
I
mean
to
know
.
And
I
shall
know
–
in
spite
of
you
all
.
"
He
brought
out
the
last
words
provocatively
,
hurling
them
in
our
face
as
it
were
.
I
think
we
all
flinched
back
a
little
,
excepting
Geoffrey
Raymond
,
who
remained
goodhumoured
and
imperturbable
as
usual
.
"
How
do
you
mean
–
in
spite
of
us
all
?
"
he
asked
,
with
slightly
raised
eyebrows
.
"
But
–
just
that
,
monsieur
.
Every
one
of
you
in
this
room
is
concealing
something
from
me
.
"
He
raised
his
hand
as
a
faint
murmur
of
protest
arose
.
"
Yes
,
yes
,
I
know
what
I
am
saying
.
It
may
be
something
unimportant
–
trivial
–
which
is
supposed
to
have
no
bearing
on
the
case
,
but
there
it
is
.
Each
one
of
you
has
something
to
hide
.
Come
now
,
am
I
right
?
"
His
glance
,
challenging
and
accusing
,
swept
round
the
table
.
And
every
pair
of
eyes
dropped
before
his
.
Yes
,
mine
as
well
.
"
I
am
answered
,
"
said
Poirot
,
with
a
curious
laugh
.
He
got
up
from
his
seat
.
"
I
appeal
to
you
all
.
Tell
me
the
truth
–
the
whole
truth
.
"
There
was
a
silence
.
"
Will
no
one
speak
?
"
He
gave
the
same
short
laugh
again
.
"
C
’
est
dommage
,
"
he
said
,
and
went
out
.
That
evening
,
at
Poirot
’
s
request
,
I
went
over
to
his
house
after
dinner
.
Caroline
saw
me
depart
with
visible
reluctance
.
I
think
she
would
have
liked
to
have
accompanied
me
.
Poirot
greeted
me
hospitably
.
He
had
placed
a
bottle
of
Irish
whiskey
(
which
I
detest
)
on
a
small
table
,
with
a
soda
water
siphon
and
a
glass
.
He
himself
was
engaged
in
brewing
hot
chocolate
.
It
was
a
favourite
beverage
of
his
,
I
discovered
later
.
