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But

there

was

only

one

man

’

s

word

as

to

what

was

actually

said

–

your

own

!

"

I

yawned

.

"

All

this

,

"

I

said

,

"

is

very

interesting

–

but

hardly

in

the

sphere

of

practical

politics

.

"

"

You

think

not

?

Remember

what

I

said

–

the

truth

goes

to

Inspector

Raglan

in

the

morning

.

But

,

for

the

sake

of

your

good

sister

,

I

am

willing

to

give

you

the

chance

of

another

way

out

.

There

might

be

,

for

instance

,

an

overdose

of

a

sleeping

draught

.

You

comprehend

me

?

But

Captain

Ralph

Paton

must

be

cleared

-

?

a

va

sans

dire

.

I

should

suggest

that

you

finish

that

very

interesting

manuscript

of

yours

–

but

abandoning

your

former

reticence

.

"

"

You

seem

to

be

very

prolific

of

suggestions

,

"

I

remarked

.

"

Are

you

sure

you

’

ve

quite

finished

?

"

"

Now

that

you

remind

me

of

the

fact

,

it

is

true

that

there

is

one

thing

more

.

It

would

be

most

unwise

on

your

part

to

attempt

to

silence

me

as

you

silenced

M

.

Ackroyd

.

That

kind

of

business

does

not

succeed

against

Hercule

Poirot

,

you

understand

.

"

"

My

dear

Poirot

,

"

I

said

,

smiling

a

little

,

"

whatever

else

I

may

be

,

I

am

not

a

fool

.

"

I

rose

to

my

feet

.

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"

Well

,

well

,

"

I

said

,

with

a

slight

yawn

,

"

I

must

be

off

home

.

Thank

you

for

a

most

interesting

and

instructive

evening

.

"

Poirot

also

rose

and

bowed

with

his

accustomed

politeness

as

I

passed

out

of

the

room

.

Five

a

.

m

.

I

am

very

tired

–

but

I

have

finished

my

task

.

My

arm

aches

from

writing

.

A

strange

end

to

my

manuscript

.

I

meant

it

to

be

published

some

day

as

the

history

of

one

of

Poirot

’

s

failures

!

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Odd

,

how

things

pan

out

.

All

along

I

’

ve

had

a

premonition

of

disaster

,

from

the

moment

I

saw

Ralph

Paton

and

Mrs

.

Ferrars

with

their

heads

together

.

I

thought

then

that

she

was

confiding

in

him

,

as

it

happened

I

was

quite

wrong

there

,

but

the

idea

persisted

even

after

I

went

into

the

study

with

Ackroyd

that

night

,

until

he

told

me

the

truth

.

Poor

old

Ackroyd

.

I

’

m

always

glad

that

I

gave

him

a

chance

.

I

urged

him

to

read

that

letter

before

it

was

too

late

.

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