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He
said
no
word
of
his
intention
to
Ralph
–
only
to
Flora
,
and
Flora
,
apathetic
,
raised
no
objection
.
On
Ursula
,
the
news
fell
like
a
bombshell
.
Summoned
by
her
,
Ralph
came
hurriedly
down
from
town
.
They
met
in
the
wood
,
where
part
of
their
conversation
was
overheard
by
my
sister
.
Ralph
implored
her
to
keep
silent
for
a
little
while
longer
,
Ursula
was
equally
determined
to
have
done
with
concealments
.
She
would
tell
Mr
.
Ackroyd
the
truth
without
any
further
delay
.
Husband
and
wife
parted
acrimoniously
.
Ursula
,
steadfast
in
her
purpose
,
sought
an
interview
with
Roger
Ackroyd
that
very
afternoon
,
and
revealed
the
truth
to
him
.
Their
interview
was
a
stormy
one
–
it
might
have
been
even
more
stormy
had
not
Roger
Ackroyd
been
already
obsessed
with
his
own
troubles
.
It
was
bad
enough
,
however
.
Ackroyd
was
not
the
kind
of
man
to
forgive
the
deceit
that
had
been
practised
upon
him
.
His
rancour
was
mainly
directed
to
Ralph
,
but
Ursula
came
in
for
her
share
,
since
he
regarded
her
as
a
girl
who
had
deliberately
tried
to
"
entrap
"
the
adopted
son
of
a
very
wealthy
man
.
Unforgivable
things
were
said
on
both
sides
.
That
same
evening
Ursula
met
Ralph
by
appointment
in
the
small
summer
-
house
,
stealing
out
from
the
house
by
the
side
door
in
order
to
do
so
.
Their
interview
was
made
up
of
reproaches
on
both
sides
.
Ralph
charged
Ursula
with
having
irretrievably
ruined
his
prospects
by
her
ill
-
timed
revelation
.
Ursula
reproached
Ralph
with
his
duplicity
.
They
parted
at
last
.
A
little
over
half
an
hour
later
came
the
discovery
of
Roger
Ackroyd
’
s
body
.
Since
that
night
Ursula
had
neither
seen
nor
heard
from
Ralph
.
As
the
story
unfolded
itself
,
I
realized
more
and
more
what
a
damning
series
of
facts
it
was
.
Alive
,
Ackroyd
could
hardly
have
failed
to
alter
his
will
–
I
knew
him
well
enough
to
realize
that
to
do
so
would
be
his
first
thought
.
His
death
came
in
the
nick
of
time
for
Ralph
and
Ursula
Paton
.
Small
wonder
the
girl
had
held
her
tongue
,
and
played
her
part
so
consistently
.
My
meditations
were
interrupted
.
It
was
Poirot
’
s
voice
speaking
,
and
I
knew
from
the
gravity
of
his
tone
that
he
,
too
,
was
fully
alive
to
the
implications
of
the
position
.
