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A
fourth
or
super
-
theory
was
propounded
by
Caroline
later
as
we
went
up
to
bed
"
Mark
my
words
,
"
she
said
suddenly
,
"
I
shouldn
’
t
be
at
all
surprised
if
Geoffrey
Raymond
and
Flora
weren
’
t
married
.
"
"
Surely
it
would
be
"
From
G
,
"
not
"
From
R
"
then
,
"
I
suggested
.
"
You
never
know
.
Some
girls
call
men
by
their
surnames
.
And
you
heard
what
Miss
Gannett
said
this
evening
–
abouts
Flora
’
s
carryings
on
.
"
Strictly
speaking
,
I
had
not
heard
Miss
Gannett
say
anything
of
the
kind
,
but
I
respected
Caroline
’
s
knowledge
of
innuendoes
.
"
How
about
Hector
Blunt
?
"
I
hinted
.
"
If
it
’
s
anybody
"
"
Nonsense
,
"
said
Caroline
.
"
I
dare
say
he
admires
her
may
even
be
in
love
with
her
.
But
depend
upon
it
a
girl
isn
’
t
going
to
fall
in
love
with
a
man
old
enough
to
be
her
father
when
there
’
s
a
good
-
looking
secretary
about
.
She
may
encourage
Major
Blunt
just
as
a
blind
.
Girls
are
very
artful
.
But
there
’
s
one
thing
I
do
tell
you
,
James
Sheppard
.
Flora
Ackroyd
does
not
care
a
penny
piece
for
Ralph
Paton
,
and
never
has
.
You
can
take
it
from
me
.
"
I
took
it
from
her
meekly
.
It
occurred
to
me
the
next
morning
that
under
the
exhilaration
produced
by
Tin
-
ho
or
the
Perfect
Winning
,
I
might
have
been
slightly
indiscreet
.
True
,
Poirot
had
not
asked
me
to
keep
the
discovery
of
the
ring
to
myself
.
On
the
other
hand
,
he
had
said
nothing
about
it
whilst
at
Fernly
,
and
as
far
as
I
knew
,
I
was
the
only
person
aware
that
it
had
been
found
.
I
felt
distinctly
guilty
.
The
fact
was
by
now
spreading
through
King
’
s
Abbot
like
wildfire
.
I
was
expecting
wholesale
reproaches
from
Poirot
any
minute
.
The
joint
funeral
of
Mrs
.
Ferrars
and
Roger
Ackroyd
was
fixed
for
eleven
o
’
clock
.
It
was
a
melancholy
and
impressive
ceremony
.
All
the
party
from
Fernly
were
there
.
After
it
was
over
,
Poirot
,
who
had
also
been
present
,
took
me
by
the
arm
,
and
invited
me
to
accompany
him
back
to
The
Larches
.
He
was
looking
very
grave
,
and
I
feared
that
my
indiscretion
of
the
night
before
had
got
round
to
his
ears
.
But
it
soon
transpired
that
his
thoughts
were
occupied
by
something
of
a
totally
different
nature
.
"
See
you
,
"
he
said
.
"
We
must
act
.
With
your
help
I
propose
to
examine
a
witness
.
We
will
question
him
,
we
will
put
such
fear
into
him
that
the
truth
is
bound
to
come
out
.
"
"
What
witness
are
you
talking
about
?
"
I
asked
,
very
much
surprised
.
