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“
There
,
Poirot
,
you
are
quite
wrong
!
I
happen
to
know
for
a
fact
that
,
far
from
being
in
love
with
her
,
he
positively
dislikes
her
.
”
“
Who
told
you
that
,
mon
ami
?
”
“
Cynthia
herself
.
”
“
La
pauvre
petite
!
And
she
was
concerned
?
”
“
She
said
that
she
did
not
mind
at
all
.
”
“
Then
she
certainly
did
mind
very
much
,
”
remarked
Poirot
.
“
They
are
like
that
—
les
femmes
!
”
“
What
you
say
about
Lawrence
is
a
great
surprise
to
me
,
”
I
said
.
“
But
why
?
It
was
most
obvious
.
Did
not
Monsieur
Lawrence
make
the
sour
face
every
time
Mademoiselle
Cynthia
spoke
and
laughed
with
his
brother
?
He
had
taken
it
into
his
long
head
that
Mademoiselle
Cynthia
was
in
love
with
Monsieur
John
.
When
he
entered
his
mother
’
s
room
,
and
saw
her
obviously
poisoned
,
he
jumped
to
the
conclusion
that
Mademoiselle
Cynthia
knew
something
about
the
matter
.
He
was
nearly
driven
desperate
.
First
he
crushed
the
coffee
-
cup
to
powder
under
his
feet
,
remembering
that
she
had
gone
up
with
his
mother
the
night
before
,
and
he
determined
that
there
should
be
no
chance
of
testing
its
contents
.
Thenceforward
,
he
strenuously
,
and
quite
uselessly
,
upheld
the
theory
of
‘
Death
from
natural
causes
’
.
”
“
And
what
about
the
‘
extra
coffee
-
cup
’
?
”
