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“
That
is
interesting
,
”
said
Poirot
quickly
.
“
Yes
,
it
is
suggestive
”
—
his
eye
sweeping
the
whole
length
of
the
wall
—
“
but
it
was
not
his
candle
that
made
this
great
patch
,
for
you
perceive
that
this
is
white
grease
;
whereas
Monsieur
Lawrence
’
s
candle
,
which
is
still
on
the
dressing
-
table
,
is
pink
.
On
the
other
hand
,
Mrs
.
Inglethorp
had
no
candlestick
in
the
room
,
only
a
reading
-
lamp
.
”
“
Then
,
”
I
said
,
“
what
do
you
deduce
?
”
To
which
my
friend
only
made
a
rather
irritating
reply
,
urging
me
to
use
my
own
natural
faculties
.
“
And
the
sixth
point
?
”
I
asked
.
“
I
suppose
it
is
the
sample
of
cocoa
.
”
“
No
,
”
said
Poirot
thoughtfully
.
“
I
might
have
included
that
in
the
six
,
but
I
did
not
.
No
,
the
sixth
point
I
will
keep
to
myself
for
the
present
.
”
He
looked
quickly
round
the
room
.
“
There
is
nothing
more
to
be
done
here
,
I
think
,
unless
”
—
he
stared
earnestly
and
long
at
the
dead
ashes
in
the
grate
.
“
The
fire
burns
—
and
it
destroys
.
But
by
chance
—
there
might
be
—
let
us
see
!
”
Deftly
,
on
hands
and
knees
,
he
began
to
sort
the
ashes
from
the
grate
into
the
fender
,
handling
them
with
the
greatest
caution
.
Suddenly
,
he
gave
a
faint
exclamation
.
“
The
forceps
,
Hastings
!
”
I
quickly
handed
them
to
him
,
and
with
skill
he
extracted
a
small
piece
of
half
charred
paper
.
