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“
Can
you
tell
me
what
they
were
?
Sulphonal
?
Veronal
?
”
“
No
,
they
were
bromide
powders
.
”
“
Ah
!
Thank
you
,
mademoiselle
;
good
morning
.
”
As
we
walked
briskly
away
from
the
house
,
I
glanced
at
him
more
than
once
.
I
had
often
before
noticed
that
,
if
anything
excited
him
,
his
eyes
turned
green
like
a
cat
’
s
.
They
were
shining
like
emeralds
now
.
“
My
friend
,
”
he
broke
out
at
last
,
“
I
have
a
little
idea
,
a
very
strange
,
and
probably
utterly
impossible
idea
.
And
yet
—
it
fits
in
.
”
I
shrugged
my
shoulders
.
I
privately
thought
that
Poirot
was
rather
too
much
given
to
these
fantastic
ideas
.
In
this
case
,
surely
,
the
truth
was
only
too
plain
and
apparent
.
“
So
that
is
the
explanation
of
the
blank
label
on
the
box
,
”
I
remarked
.
“
Very
simple
,
as
you
said
.
I
really
wonder
that
I
did
not
think
of
it
myself
.
”
Poirot
did
not
appear
to
be
listening
to
me
.
“
They
have
made
one
more
discovery
,
là
-
bas
,
”
he
observed
,
jerking
his
thumb
over
his
shoulder
in
the
direction
of
Styles
.
“
Mr
.
Wells
told
me
as
we
were
going
upstairs
.
”
“
What
was
it
?
”
