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"
I
don
’
t
care
.
There
must
be
a
simple
explanation
.
"
"
And
that
’
s
why
you
want
to
go
to
Hercule
Poirot
?
Isn
’
t
it
better
to
leave
things
as
they
are
?
The
police
don
’
t
suspect
Ralph
in
the
least
,
remember
.
They
’
re
working
on
quite
another
tack
.
"
"
But
that
’
s
just
it
,
"
cried
the
girl
.
They
do
suspect
him
.
A
man
from
Cranchester
turned
up
this
morning
–
Inspector
Raglan
,
a
horrid
,
weaselly
little
man
.
I
found
he
had
been
to
the
Three
Boars
this
morning
before
me
.
They
told
me
all
about
his
having
been
there
,
and
the
questions
he
had
asked
.
He
must
think
Ralph
did
it
.
"
"
That
’
s
a
change
of
mind
from
last
night
,
if
so
,
"
I
said
slowly
.
"
He
doesn
’
t
believe
in
Davis
’
s
theory
that
it
was
Parker
then
?
"
"
Parker
indeed
,
"
said
my
sister
,
and
snorted
.
Flora
came
forward
and
laid
her
hand
on
my
arm
.
"
Oh
!
Dr
Sheppard
,
let
us
go
at
once
to
this
M
.
Poirot
.
He
will
find
out
the
truth
.
"
"
My
dear
Flora
,
"
I
said
gently
,
laying
my
hand
on
hers
.
"
Are
you
quite
sure
it
is
the
truth
we
want
?
"
She
looked
at
me
,
nodding
her
head
gravely
.
"
You
’
re
not
sure
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
am
.
I
know
Ralph
better
than
you
do
.
"
"
Of
course
he
didn
’
t
do
it
,
"
said
Caroline
,
who
had
been
keeping
silent
with
great
difficulty
.
"
Ralph
may
be
extravagant
,
but
he
’
s
a
dear
boy
,
and
has
the
nicest
manners
.
"
I
wanted
to
tell
Caroline
that
large
numbers
of
murderers
have
had
nice
manners
,
but
the
presence
of
Flora
restrained
me
.
Since
the
girl
was
determined
,
I
was
forced
to
give
in
to
her
and
we
started
at
once
,
getting
away
before
my
sister
was
able
to
fire
off
any
more
pronouncements
beginning
with
her
favourite
words
,
"
Of
course
.
"
An
old
woman
with
an
immense
Breton
cap
opened
the
door
of
The
Larches
to
us
.
M
.
Poirot
was
at
home
,
it
seemed
.
We
were
ushered
into
a
little
sitting
-
room
arranged
with
formal
precision
,
and
there
,
after
a
lapse
of
a
minute
or
so
,
my
friend
of
yesterday
came
to
us
.
"
Monsieur
le
docteur
,
"
he
said
,
smiling
.
"
Mademoiselle
.
"
He
bowed
to
Flora
.
"
Perhaps
,
"
I
began
,
"
you
have
heard
of
the
tragedy
which
occurred
last
night
.
"
His
face
grew
grave
.
"
But
certainly
I
have
heard
.
It
is
horrible
.
I
offer
mademoiselle
all
my
sympathy
.
In
what
way
can
I
serve
you
?
"
"
Miss
Ackroyd
,
"
I
said
,
"
wants
you
to
–
to
"
"
To
find
the
murderer
,
"
said
Flora
in
a
clear
voice
.
