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Chapter VIII. Fresh Suspicions

           Youhavefoundone?”Myinterestwasaroused.

           “No,notthat,sir.ButsincethenI’verememberedwhattheyounggentlemen”—JohnandLawrencewerestillthe“younggentlemen”toDorcas—“callthe‘dressing-upbox.’It’supinthefrontattic,sir.Agreatchest,fullofoldclothesandfancydresses,andwhatnot.Anditcametomesuddenlikethattheremightbeagreendressamongstthem.So,ifyou’dtelltheBelgiangentleman——”

           “Iwilltellhim,Dorcas,”Ipromised.

           “Thankyouverymuch,sir.Averynicegentlemanheis,sir.AndquiteadifferentclassfromthemtwodetectivesfromLondon,whatgoespryingabout,andaskingquestions.Idon’tholdwithforeignersasarule,butfromwhatthenewspaperssayImakeoutashowthesebraveBelgesisn’ttheordinaryrunofforeigners,andcertainlyhe’samostpolitespokengentleman.”

           DearoldDorcas!Asshestoodthere,withherhonestfaceupturnedtomine,Ithoughtwhatafinespecimenshewasoftheold-fashionedservantthatissofastdyingout.

           IthoughtImightaswellgodowntothevillageatonce,andlookupPoirot;butImethimhalf-way,cominguptothehouse,andatoncegavehimDorcas’smessage.

           “Ah,thebraveDorcas!Wewilllookatthechest,although—butnomatter—wewillexamineitallthesame.”

           Weenteredthehousebyoneofthewindows.Therewasnooneinthehall,andwewentstraightuptotheattic.

           Sureenough,therewasthechest,afineoldpiece,allstuddedwithbrassnails,andfulltooverflowingwitheveryimaginabletypeofgarment.

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