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Chapter VIII. Fresh Suspicions

           WhyshouldI?”

           “Ican’thelpfeeling,”Icontinuedblunderingly;“thatwe’veratherleftheroutofthepossiblesuspects,simplyonthestrengthofherhavingbeenawayfromtheplace.But,afterall,shewasonlyfifteenmilesaway.Acarwoulddoitinhalfanhour.CanwesaypositivelythatshewasawayfromStylesonthenightofthemurder?”

           “Yes,myfriend,”saidPoirotunexpectedly,“wecan.Oneofmyfirstactionswastoringupthehospitalwhereshewasworking.”

           “Well?”

           “Well,IlearntthatMissHowardhadbeenonafternoondutyonTuesday,andthat—aconvoycominginunexpectedly—shehadkindlyofferedtoremainonnightduty,whichofferwasgratefullyaccepted.Thatdisposesofthat.”

           “Oh!”Isaid,rathernonplussed.“Really,”Icontinued,“it’sherextraordinaryvehemenceagainstInglethorpthatstartedmeoffsuspectingher.Ican’thelpfeelingshe’ddoanythingagainsthim.AndIhadanideashemightknowsomethingaboutthedestroyingofthewill.Shemighthaveburntthenewone,mistakingitfortheearlieroneinhisfavour.Sheissoterriblybitteragainsthim.”

           “Youconsiderhervehemenceunnatural?”

           “Y—es.Sheissoveryviolent.Iwonderedreallywhethersheisquitesaneonthatpoint.”

           Poirotshookhisheadenergetically.

           “No,no,youareonawrongtackthere.Thereisnothingweak-mindedordegenerateaboutMissHoward.Sheisanexcellentspecimenofwell-balancedEnglishbeefandbrawn.Sheissanityitself.”

           “YetherhatredofInglethorpseemsalmostamania.

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