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"
You
think
that
she
loves
the
Capitaine
Ralph
Paton
–
but
I
,
Hercule
Poirot
,
tell
you
that
that
is
not
so
.
Mademoiselle
Flora
accepted
Captain
Paton
to
please
her
uncle
,
and
because
she
saw
in
the
marriage
a
way
of
escape
from
her
life
here
which
was
becoming
frankly
insupportable
to
her
.
She
liked
him
,
and
there
was
much
sympathy
and
understanding
between
them
.
But
love
–
no
!
It
is
not
Captain
Paton
Mademoiselle
Flora
loves
.
"
"
What
the
devil
do
you
mean
?
"
asked
Blunt
.
I
saw
the
dark
flush
under
his
tan
.
"
You
have
been
blind
,
monsieur
.
Blind
!
She
is
loyal
,
the
little
one
.
Ralph
Paton
is
under
a
cloud
,
she
is
bound
in
honour
to
stick
by
him
.
"
I
felt
it
was
time
I
put
in
a
word
to
help
on
the
good
work
.
"
My
sister
told
me
the
other
night
,
"
I
said
encouragingly
,
"
that
Flora
had
never
cared
a
penny
piece
for
Ralph
Paton
,
and
never
would
.
My
sister
is
always
right
about
these
things
.
"
Blunt
ignored
my
well
-
meant
offers
.
He
spoke
to
Poirot
.
"
D
’
you
really
think
-
"
he
began
,
and
stopped
.
He
is
one
of
those
inarticulate
men
who
find
it
hard
to
put
things
into
words
.
Poirot
knows
no
such
disability
.
"
If
you
doubt
me
,
ask
her
yourself
,
monsieur
But
perhaps
you
no
longer
care
to
–
the
affair
of
the
money
"
Blunt
gave
a
sound
like
an
angry
laugh
.
