-
Главная
-
- Книги
-
- Авторы
-
- Агата Кристи
-
- Убийство Роджера Экройда
-
- Стр. 157/190
Для того чтобы воспользоваться озвучкой предложений, необходимо
Войти или зарегистрироваться
Озвучка предложений доступна при наличии PRO-доступа
Купить PRO-доступ
"
It
is
that
you
have
really
the
love
of
the
machinery
,
"
he
said
,
after
inspecting
the
debris
of
my
labours
.
Every
man
has
his
hobby
.
I
immediately
drew
Poirot
’
s
attention
to
my
home
-
made
wireless
.
Finding
him
sympathetic
,
I
showed
him
one
or
two
little
inventions
of
my
own
–
trifling
things
,
but
useful
in
the
house
.
"
Decidedly
,
"
said
Poirot
,
"
you
should
be
an
inventor
by
trade
,
not
a
doctor
.
But
I
hear
the
bell
–
that
is
your
patient
.
Let
us
go
into
the
surgery
.
"
Once
before
I
had
been
struck
by
the
remnants
of
beauty
in
the
housekeeper
’
s
face
.
This
morning
I
was
struck
anew
.
Very
simply
dressed
in
black
,
tall
,
upright
and
independent
as
ever
,
with
her
big
dark
eyes
and
an
unwonted
flush
of
colour
in
her
usually
pale
cheeks
,
I
realized
that
as
a
girl
she
must
have
been
startlingly
handsome
.
"
Good
-
morning
,
mademoiselle
,
"
said
Poirot
.
"
Will
you
be
seated
?
Dr
Sheppard
is
so
kind
as
to
permit
me
the
use
of
his
surgery
for
a
little
conversation
I
am
anxious
to
have
with
you
.
"
Miss
Russell
sat
down
with
her
usual
composure
.
If
she
felt
any
inward
agitation
,
it
did
not
display
itself
in
any
outward
manifestation
.
"
It
seems
a
queer
way
of
doing
things
,
if
you
’
ll
allow
me
to
say
so
,
"
she
remarked
.
"
Miss
Russell
–
I
have
news
to
give
you
.
"
"
Indeed
!
"
"
Charles
Kent
has
been
arrested
at
Liverpool
.
"
Not
a
muscle
of
her
face
moved
.
She
merely
opened
her
eyes
a
trifle
wider
,
and
asked
,
with
a
tinge
of
defiance
:
"
Well
,
what
of
it
?
"
But
at
that
moment
it
came
to
me
–
the
resemblance
that
had
haunted
me
all
along
,
something
familiar
in
the
defiance
of
Charles
Kent
’
s
manner
.
The
two
voices
,
one
rough
and
coarse
,
the
other
painfully
ladylike
–
were
strangely
the
same
in
timbre
.
It
was
of
Miss
Russell
that
I
had
been
reminded
that
night
outside
the
gates
of
Fernly
Park
.
I
looked
at
Poirot
,
full
of
my
discovery
,
and
he
gave
me
an
imperceptible
nod
.
In
answer
to
Miss
Russell
’
s
question
,
he
threw
out
his
hands
in
a
thoroughly
French
gesture
.
