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“
I
suppose
you
are
quite
sure
that
the
latch
-
key
was
forgotten
—
that
he
did
not
take
it
after
all
?
”
“
I
have
no
idea
.
I
never
thought
of
looking
.
We
always
keep
it
in
the
hall
drawer
.
I
’
ll
go
and
see
if
it
’
s
there
now
.
”
Poirot
held
up
his
hand
with
a
faint
smile
.
“
No
,
no
,
Mr
.
Cavendish
,
it
is
too
late
now
.
I
am
certain
that
you
would
find
it
.
If
Mr
.
Inglethorp
did
take
it
,
he
has
had
ample
time
to
replace
it
by
now
.
”
“
But
do
you
think
—
—
”
“
I
think
nothing
.
If
anyone
had
chanced
to
look
this
morning
before
his
return
,
and
seen
it
there
,
it
would
have
been
a
valuable
point
in
his
favour
.
That
is
all
.
”
John
looked
perplexed
.
“
Do
not
worry
,
”
said
Poirot
smoothly
.
“
I
assure
you
that
you
need
not
let
it
trouble
you
.
Since
you
are
so
kind
,
let
us
go
and
have
some
breakfast
.
”
Everyone
was
assembled
in
the
dining
-
room
.
Under
the
circumstances
,
we
were
naturally
not
a
cheerful
party
.
The
reaction
after
a
shock
is
always
trying
,
and
I
think
we
were
all
suffering
from
it
.
Decorum
and
good
breeding
naturally
enjoined
that
our
demeanour
should
be
much
as
usual
,
yet
I
could
not
help
wondering
if
this
self
-
control
were
really
a
matter
of
great
difficulty
.
There
were
no
red
eyes
,
no
signs
of
secretly
indulged
grief
.
I
felt
that
I
was
right
in
my
opinion
that
Dorcas
was
the
person
most
affected
by
the
personal
side
of
the
tragedy
.
