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With
a
groan
,
Alfred
Inglethorp
sank
down
again
and
buried
his
face
in
his
hands
.
Poirot
approached
and
stood
over
him
.
“
Speak
!
”
he
cried
menacingly
.
With
an
effort
,
Inglethorp
raised
his
face
from
his
hands
.
Then
,
slowly
and
deliberately
,
he
shook
his
head
.
“
You
will
not
speak
?
”
“
No
.
I
do
not
believe
that
anyone
could
be
so
monstrous
as
to
accuse
me
of
what
you
say
.
”
Poirot
nodded
thoughtfully
,
like
a
man
whose
mind
is
made
up
.
“
Soit
!
”
he
said
.
“
Then
I
must
speak
for
you
”
Alfred
Inglethorp
sprang
up
again
.
“
You
?
How
can
you
speak
?
You
do
not
know
—
—
”
he
broke
off
abruptly
.
