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"
Why
did
you
leave
the
lid
open
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Did
you
forget
?
"
"
I
was
startled
,
"
said
Mrs
.
Ackroyd
.
"
I
heard
footsteps
coining
along
the
terrace
outside
.
I
hastened
out
of
the
room
and
just
got
up
the
stairs
before
Parker
opened
the
front
door
to
you
.
"
That
must
have
been
Miss
Russell
,
"
I
said
thoughtfully
.
Mrs
.
Ackroyd
had
revealed
to
me
one
fact
that
was
extremely
interesting
.
Whether
her
designs
upon
Ackroyd
’
s
silver
had
been
strictly
honourable
I
neither
knew
nor
cared
.
What
did
interest
me
was
the
fact
that
Miss
Russell
must
have
entered
the
drawing
-
room
by
the
window
,
and
that
I
had
not
been
wrong
when
I
judged
her
to
be
out
of
breath
with
running
.
Where
had
she
been
?
I
thought
of
the
summer
-
house
and
the
scrap
of
cambric
.
"
I
wonder
if
Miss
Russell
has
had
her
handkerchiefs
starched
!
"
I
exclaimed
on
the
spur
of
the
moment
.
Mrs
.
Ackroyd
’
s
start
recalled
me
to
myself
,
and
I
rose
.
"
You
think
you
can
explain
to
M
.
Poirot
?
"
she
asked
anxiously
.
"
Oh
,
certainly
.
Absolutely
.
"
I
got
away
at
last
,
after
being
forced
to
listen
to
more
justifications
of
her
conduct
.
The
parlourmaid
was
in
the
hall
,
and
it
was
she
who
helped
me
on
with
my
overcoat
.
I
observed
her
more
closely
than
I
had
done
heretofore
.
It
was
clear
that
she
had
been
crying
.
"
How
is
it
,
"
I
asked
,
"
that
you
told
us
that
Mr
.
Ackroyd
sent
for
you
on
Friday
to
his
study
?
I
hear
now
that
it
was
you
who
asked
to
speak
to
him
.
"
For
a
minute
the
girl
’
s
eyes
dropped
before
mine
.
Then
she
spoke
.
