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Chapter VI. The Inquest

           ThereisnodogatStyles,exceptanoutdoorsheepdog,whichisinperfecthealth.”

           “YoudenyabsolutelyhavingpurchasedstrychninefromAlbertMaceonMondaylast?”

           “Ido.”

           “Doyoualsodenythis?”

           TheCoronerhandedhimtheregisterinwhichhissignaturewasinscribed.

           “CertainlyIdo.Thehand-writingisquitedifferentfrommine.Iwillshowyou.”

           Hetookanoldenvelopeoutofhispocket,andwrotehisnameonit,handingittothejury.Itwascertainlyutterlydissimilar.

           “ThenwhatisyourexplanationofMr.Mace’sstatement?”

           AlfredInglethorprepliedimperturbably:

           “Mr.Macemusthavebeenmistaken.”

           TheCoronerhesitatedforamoment,andthensaid:

           “Mr.Inglethorp,asamerematterofform,wouldyoumindtellinguswhereyouwereontheeveningofMonday,July16th?”

           “Really—Icannotremember.”

           “Thatisabsurd,Mr.Inglethorp,”saidtheCoronersharply.“Thinkagain.”

           Inglethorpshookhishead.

           “Icannottellyou.IhaveanideathatIwasoutwalking.”

           “Inwhatdirection?”

           “Ireallycan’tremember.”

           TheCoroner’sfacegrewgraver.

           “Wereyouincompanywithanyone?”

           “No.”

           “Didyoumeetanyoneonyourwalk?”

           “No.”

           “Thatisapity,”saidtheCoronerdryly.“IamtotakeitthenthatyoudeclinetosaywhereyouwereatthetimethatMr.Macepositivelyrecognizedyouasenteringtheshoptopurchasestrychnine?”

           “Ifyouliketotakeitthatway,yes.”

           “Becareful,Mr.Inglethorp.”

           Poirotwasfidgetingnervously.

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