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           Inafewmomentshehadunbarredthedoor,andIfollowedhimuptohisroom.Thereheinstalledmeinachair,andIrelatedthewholestory,keepingbacknothing,andomittingnocircumstance,howeverinsignificant,whilsthehimselfmadeacarefulanddeliberatetoilet.

           Itoldhimofmyawakening,ofMrs.Inglethorp’sdyingwords,ofherhusband’sabsence,ofthequarrelthedaybefore,ofthescrapofconversationbetweenMaryandhermother-in-lawthatIhadoverheard,oftheformerquarrelbetweenMrs.InglethorpandEvelynHoward,andofthelatter’sinnuendoes.

           IwashardlyasclearasIcouldwish.Irepeatedmyselfseveraltimes,andoccasionallyhadtogobacktosomedetailthatIhadforgotten.Poirotsmiledkindlyonme.

           “Themindisconfused?Isitnotso?Taketime,monami.Youareagitated;youareexcited—itisbutnatural.Presently,whenwearecalmer,wewillarrangethefacts,neatly,eachinhisproperplace.Wewillexamine—andreject.Thoseofimportancewewillputononeside;thoseofnoimportance,pouf!”—hescreweduphischerub-likeface,andpuffedcomicallyenough—“blowthemaway!”

           “That’sallverywell,”Iobjected,“buthowareyougoingtodecidewhatisimportant,andwhatisn’t?Thatalwaysseemsthedifficultytome.”

           Poirotshookhisheadenergetically.Hewasnowarranginghismoustachewithexquisitecare.

           “Notso.Voyons!Onefactleadstoanother—sowecontinue.Doesthenextfitinwiththat?Amerveille!Good!Wecanproceed.