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Chapter V. “It Isn’t Strychnine, Is It?”

           “Therewassomethinginthatcase—somepieceofevidence,slightinitselfperhaps,butstillenoughofacluetoconnectthemurdererwiththecrime.Itwasvitaltohimthatitshouldbedestroyedbeforeitwasdiscoveredanditssignificanceappreciated.Therefore,hetooktherisk,thegreatrisk,ofcominginhere.Findingthecaselocked,hewasobligedtoforceit,thusbetrayinghispresence.Forhimtotakethatrisk,itmusthavebeensomethingofgreatimportance.”

           “Butwhatwasit?”

           “Ah!”criedPoirot,withagestureofanger.“That,Idonotknow!Adocumentofsomekind,withoutdoubt,possiblythescrapofpaperDorcassawinherhandyesterdayafternoon.AndI—”hisangerburstforthfreely—“miserableanimalthatIam!Iguessednothing!Ihavebehavedlikeanimbecile!Ishouldneverhaveleftthatcasehere.Ishouldhavecarrieditawaywithme.Ah,triplepig!Andnowitisgone.Itisdestroyed—butisitdestroyed?Istherenotyetachance—wemustleavenostoneunturned—”

           Herushedlikeamadmanfromtheroom,andIfollowedhimassoonasIhadsufficientlyrecoveredmywits.But,bythetimeIhadreachedthetopofthestairs,hewasoutofsight.

           MaryCavendishwasstandingwherethestaircasebranched,staringdownintothehallinthedirectioninwhichhehaddisappeared.

           “Whathashappenedtoyourextraordinarylittlefriend,Mr.Hastings?Hehasjustrushedpastmelikeamadbull.”

           “He’sratherupsetaboutsomething,”Iremarkedfeebly.IreallydidnotknowhowmuchPoirotwouldwishmetodisclose.

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