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"
There
you
go
again
,
"
I
grumbled
.
"
According
to
you
everything
is
obvious
.
But
you
leave
me
walking
about
in
a
fog
.
"
Poirot
shook
his
head
genially
to
me
.
"
You
mock
yourself
at
me
.
Take
the
matter
of
Mademoiselle
Flora
.
The
inspector
was
surprised
–
but
you
–
you
were
not
.
"
"
I
never
dreamed
of
her
being
the
thief
,
"
I
expostulated
.
"
That
–
perhaps
no
.
But
I
was
watching
your
face
and
you
were
not
–
like
Inspector
Raglan
–
startled
and
incredulous
.
"
I
thought
for
a
minute
or
two
.
"
Perhaps
you
are
right
,
"
I
said
at
last
.
"
All
along
I
’
ve
felt
that
Flora
was
keeping
back
something
–
so
the
truth
,
when
it
came
,
was
subconsciously
expected
.
It
upset
Inspector
Raglan
very
much
indeed
,
poor
man
.
"
"
Ah
!
pour
{
a
oui
The
poor
man
must
rearrange
all
his
ideas
.
I
profited
by
his
state
of
mental
chaos
to
induce
him
to
grant
me
a
little
favour
.
"
"
What
was
that
?
"
Poirot
took
a
sheet
of
notepaper
from
his
pocket
.
Some
words
were
written
on
it
,
and
he
read
them
aloud
.
"
The
police
have
,
for
some
days
,
been
seeking
for
Captain
Ralph
Paton
,
the
nephew
of
Mr
.
Ackroyd
of
Fernly
Park
,
whose
death
occurred
under
such
tragic
circumstances
last
Friday
.
Captain
Paton
has
been
found
at
Liverpool
,
where
he
was
on
the
point
of
embarking
for
America
.
"
He
folded
up
the
piece
of
paper
again
.
"
That
,
my
friend
,
will
be
in
the
newspapers
tomorrow
morning
.
"
I
stared
at
him
,
dumbfounded
.
"
But
–
but
it
isn
’
t
true
!
He
’
s
not
at
Liverpool
!
"
Poirot
beamed
on
me
.
"
You
have
the
intelligence
so
quick
!
No
,
he
has
not
been
found
at
Liverpool
.
Inspector
Raglan
was
very
loath
to
let
me
send
this
paragraph
to
the
press
,
especially
as
I
could
not
take
him
into
my
confidence
.
But
I
assured
him
most
solemnly
that
very
interesting
results
would
follow
its
appearance
in
print
,
so
he
gave
in
,
after
stipulating
that
he
was
,
on
no
account
,
to
bear
the
responsibility
.
"
I
stared
at
Poirot
.
He
smiled
back
at
me
.
"
It
beats
me
,
"
I
said
at
last
,
"
what
you
expect
to
get
out
of
that
.
"
"
You
should
employ
your
little
grey
cells
,
"
said
Poirot
gravely
.
He
rose
and
came
across
to
the
bench
.
