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“
Ah
!
”
“
Unfortunately
,
I
have
no
proof
beyond
my
surmise
,
unless
—
—
”
With
sudden
energy
,
he
caught
me
by
the
arm
,
and
whirled
me
down
the
hall
,
calling
out
in
French
in
his
excitement
:
“
Mademoiselle
Dorcas
,
Mademoiselle
Dorcas
,
un
moment
,
s
’
il
vous
plaît
!
”
Dorcas
,
quite
flurried
by
the
noise
,
came
hurrying
out
of
the
pantry
.
“
My
good
Dorcas
,
I
have
an
idea
—
a
little
idea
—
if
it
should
prove
justified
,
what
magnificent
chance
!
Tell
me
,
on
Monday
,
not
Tuesday
,
Dorcas
,
but
Monday
,
the
day
before
the
tragedy
,
did
anything
go
wrong
with
Mrs
.
Inglethorp
’
s
bell
?
”
Dorcas
looked
very
surprised
.
“
Yes
,
sir
,
now
you
mention
it
,
it
did
;
though
I
don
’
t
know
how
you
came
to
hear
of
it
.
A
mouse
,
or
some
such
,
must
have
nibbled
the
wire
through
.
The
man
came
and
put
it
right
on
Tuesday
morning
.
”
With
a
long
drawn
exclamation
of
ecstasy
,
Poirot
led
the
way
back
to
the
morning
-
room
.
“
See
you
,
one
should
not
ask
for
outside
proof
—
no
,
reason
should
be
enough
.
But
the
flesh
is
weak
,
it
is
consolation
to
find
that
one
is
on
the
right
track
.
Ah
,
my
friend
,
I
am
like
a
giant
refreshed
.
I
run
!
I
leap
!
”
And
,
in
very
truth
,
run
and
leap
he
did
,
gambolling
wildly
down
the
stretch
of
lawn
outside
the
long
window
.
“
What
is
your
remarkable
little
friend
doing
?
”
asked
a
voice
behind
me
,
and
I
turned
to
find
Mary
Cavendish
at
my
elbow
.
She
smiled
,
and
so
did
I
.
“
What
is
it
all
about
?
”
