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Flora
is
too
independent
.
I
am
a
woman
of
the
world
and
her
mother
.
She
should
have
come
to
me
for
advice
first
.
"
I
listened
to
all
this
in
silence
.
"
What
does
he
think
?
That
’
s
what
I
want
to
know
.
Does
he
actually
imagine
I
’
m
hiding
something
?
He
–
he
–
positively
accused
me
yesterday
.
"
I
shrugged
my
shoulders
.
"
It
is
surely
of
no
consequence
,
Mrs
.
Ackroyd
,
"
I
said
.
"
Since
you
are
not
concealing
anything
,
any
remarks
he
may
have
made
do
not
apply
to
you
.
"
Mrs
.
Ackroyd
went
off
at
a
tangent
,
after
her
usual
fashion
.
"
Servants
are
so
tiresome
,
"
she
said
.
"
They
gossip
,
and
talk
amongst
themselves
.
And
then
it
gets
round
–
and
all
the
time
there
’
s
probably
nothing
in
it
at
all
.
"
"
Have
the
servants
been
talking
?
"
I
asked
.
"
What
about
?
"
Mrs
.
Ackroyd
cast
a
very
shrewd
glance
at
me
.
It
quite
threw
me
off
my
balance
.
"
I
was
sure
you
’
d
know
,
doctor
,
if
anyone
did
.
You
were
with
M
.
Poirot
all
the
time
,
weren
’
t
you
?
"
"
I
was
.
"
"
Then
of
course
you
know
.
It
was
that
girl
,
Ursula
Bourne
,
wasn
’
t
it
?
Naturally
–
she
’
s
leaving
.
She
would
want
to
make
all
the
trouble
she
could
.
Spiteful
,
that
’
s
what
they
are
.
They
’
re
all
alike
.
Now
,
you
being
there
,
doctor
,
you
must
know
exactly
what
she
did
say
?
I
’
m
most
anxious
for
no
wrong
impression
should
get
about
.
After
all
,
you
don
’
t
repeat
every
little
detail
to
the
police
,
do
you
?
There
are
family
matters
sometimes
–
nothing
to
do
with
the
question
of
the
murder
.
But
if
the
girl
was
spiteful
,
she
may
have
made
out
all
sorts
of
things
.
"
I
was
shrewd
enough
to
see
that
a
very
real
anxiety
lay
behind
these
outpourings
.
Poirot
had
been
justified
in
his
premises
.
Of
the
six
people
round
the
table
yesterday
,
Mrs
.
Ackroyd
at
least
had
had
something
to
hide
.
It
was
for
me
to
discover
what
that
something
might
be
.
"
If
I
were
you
,
Mrs
.
Ackroyd
,
"
I
said
brusquely
,
"
I
should
make
a
clean
breast
of
things
.
"
She
gave
a
little
scream
.
"
Oh
!
doctor
,
how
can
you
be
so
abrupt
.
It
sounds
as
though
–
as
though
–
And
I
can
explain
everything
so
simply
.
"
"
Then
why
not
do
so
?
"
I
suggested
.
Mrs
.
Ackroyd
took
out
a
frilled
handkerchief
,
and
became
tearful
.
