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"
"
Yes
,
"
I
said
.
"
Whom
did
she
go
out
to
meet
?
And
why
?
"
"
You
think
she
went
to
meet
someone
?
"
"
I
do
.
"
Poirot
nodded
.
"
So
do
I
,
"
he
said
thoughtfully
.
There
was
a
pause
.
"
By
the
way
,
"
I
said
,
"
I
’
ve
got
a
message
for
you
from
my
sister
.
Ralph
Paton
’
s
boots
were
black
,
not
brown
.
"
I
was
watching
him
closely
as
I
gave
the
message
,
and
I
fancied
that
I
saw
a
momentary
flicker
of
discomposure
.
If
so
,
it
passed
almost
immediately
.
"
She
is
absolutely
positive
they
are
not
brown
?
"
"
Absolutely
.
"
"
Ah
!
"
said
Poirot
regretfully
.
"
That
is
a
pity
.
"
And
he
seemed
quite
crestfallen
.
He
entered
into
no
explanations
,
but
at
once
started
a
new
subject
of
conversation
.
"
The
housekeeper
,
Miss
Russell
,
who
came
to
consult
you
on
that
Friday
morning
–
is
it
indiscreet
to
ask
what
passed
at
the
interview
–
apart
from
the
medical
details
,
I
mean
?
"
"
Not
at
all
,
"
I
said
.
"
When
the
professional
part
of
the
conversation
was
over
,
we
talked
for
a
few
minutes
about
poisons
,
and
the
ease
or
difficulty
of
detecting
them
,
and
about
drug
-
taking
and
drug
-
takers
.
"
"
With
special
reference
to
cocaine
?
"
asked
Poirot
.
"
How
did
you
know
?
"
I
asked
,
somewhat
surprised
.
For
answer
,
the
little
man
rose
and
crossed
the
room
to
where
newspapers
were
filed
.
He
brought
me
a
copy
of
the
Daily
Budget
,
dated
Friday
,
16th
September
,
and
showed
me
an
article
dealing
with
the
smuggling
of
cocaine
.
It
was
a
somewhat
lurid
article
,
written
with
an
eye
to
picturesque
effect
.
"
That
is
what
put
cocaine
into
her
head
,
my
friend
,
"
he
said
.
