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"
But
then
it
is
possible
after
all
–
yes
,
certainly
it
is
possible
–
but
then
–
ah
!
I
must
rearrange
my
ideas
.
Method
,
order
,
never
have
I
needed
them
more
.
Everything
must
fit
in
–
in
its
appointed
place
–
otherwise
I
am
on
the
wrong
track
.
"
He
broke
off
,
and
whirled
round
upon
me
again
"
Where
is
Marby
?
"
"
It
’
s
on
the
other
side
of
Cranchester
.
"
"
How
far
away
?
"
"
Oh
!
–
fourteen
miles
,
perhaps
.
"
"
Would
it
be
possible
for
you
to
go
there
?
Tomorrow
,
say
?
"
Tomorrrow
?
Let
me
see
,
that
’
s
Sunday
.
Yes
,
I
could
arrange
it
.
What
do
you
want
me
to
do
there
?
"
"
See
this
Mrs
.
Folliott
.
Find
out
all
you
can
about
Ursula
Bourne
.
"
"
Very
well
.
But
–
I
don
’
t
much
care
for
the
job
.
"
"
It
is
not
the
time
to
make
difficulties
.
A
man
’
s
life
may
hang
on
this
.
"
"
Poor
Ralph
,
"
I
said
with
a
sigh
.
"
You
believe
him
to
be
innocent
,
though
?
"
Poirot
looked
at
me
very
gravely
.
"
Do
you
want
to
know
the
truth
?
"
"
Of
course
.
"
"
Then
you
shall
have
it
.
My
friend
,
everything
points
to
the
assumption
that
he
is
guilty
.
"
"
What
!
"
I
exclaimed
.
Poirot
nodded
.
"
Yes
,
that
stupid
inspector
–
for
he
is
stupid
–
has
everything
pointing
his
way
.
I
seek
for
the
truth
–
and
the
truth
leads
me
every
time
to
Ralph
Paton
.
Motive
,
opportunity
,
means
.
But
I
will
leave
no
stone
unturned
.
I
promised
Mademoiselle
Flora
.
And
she
was
very
sure
,
that
little
one
.
But
very
sure
indeed
.
’
I
was
slightly
nervous
when
I
rang
the
bell
at
Marby
Grange
the
following
afternoon
.
I
wondered
very
much
what
Poirot
expected
to
find
out
.
He
had
entrusted
the
job
to
me
.
Why
?
Was
it
because
,
as
in
the
case
of
questioning
Major
Blunt
,
he
wished
to
remain
in
the
background
?
The
wish
,
intelligible
in
the
first
case
,
seemed
to
me
quite
meaningless
here
.
My
meditations
were
interrupted
by
the
advent
of
a
smart
parlourmaid
.
Yes
,
Mrs
.
Folliott
was
at
home
.
I
was
ushered
into
a
big
drawing
-
room
,
and
looked
round
me
curiously
as
I
waited
for
the
mistress
of
the
house
.
A
large
bare
room
,
some
good
bits
of
old
china
,
and
some
beautiful
etchings
,
shabby
covers
and
curtains
.
A
lady
’
s
room
in
every
sense
of
the
term
.
