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Chapter XII. The Last Link
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IlookedatPoirotinsilentamazement.Thecolossalcheekofthelittleman!WhoonearthbutPoirotwouldhavethoughtofatrialformurderasarestorerofconjugalhappiness!
“Iperceiveyourthoughts,monami,”saidPoirot,smilingatme.“NoonebutHerculePoirotwouldhaveattemptedsuchathing!Andyouarewrongincondemningit.Thehappinessofonemanandonewomanisthegreatestthinginalltheworld.”
Hiswordstookmebacktoearlierevents.IrememberedMaryasshelaywhiteandexhaustedonthesofa,listening,listening.Therehadcomethesoundofthebellbelow.Shehadstartedup.Poirothadopenedthedoor,andmeetingheragonizedeyeshadnoddedgently.“Yes,madame,”hesaid.“Ihavebroughthimbacktoyou.”Hehadstoodaside,andasIwentoutIhadseenthelookinMary’seyes,asJohnCavendishhadcaughthiswifeinhisarms.
“Perhapsyouareright,Poirot,”Isaidgently.“Yes,itisthegreatestthingintheworld.”
Suddenly,therewasatapatthedoor,andCynthiapeepedin.
“I—Ionly——”
“Comein,”Isaid,springingup.
Shecamein,butdidnotsitdown.
“I—onlywantedtotellyousomething——”
“Yes?”
Cynthiafidgetedwithalittletasselforsomemoments,then,suddenlyexclaiming:“Youdears!”kissedfirstmeandthenPoirot,andrushedoutoftheroomagain.
“Whatonearthdoesthismean?”Iasked,surprised.
ItwasverynicetobekissedbyCynthia,butthepublicityofthesaluteratherimpairedthepleasure
