Убийство на поле для гольфа
22. I Find Love
“NeverasIloveyou!”
Herlipsbrushedmycheek,andthen,seekingmymouth,kissedmeagainandagainwithasweetnessandfirebeyondbelief.Thewildnessofit—andthewonder,Ishallnotforget—no,notaslongasIlive!
Itwasasoundinthedoorwaythatmadeuslookup.Poirotwasstandingtherelookingatus.
Ididnothesitate.WithaboundIreachedhimandpinionedhisarmstohissides.
“Quick,”Isaidtothegirl.“Getoutofhere.Asfastasyoucan.I’llholdhim.”
Withonelookatme,shefledoutoftheroompastus.IheldPoirotinagripofiron.
“Monami,”observedthelattermildly,“youdothissortofthingverywell.ThestrongmanholdsmeinhisgraspandIamhelplessasachild.Butallthisisuncomfortableandslightlyridiculous.Letussitdownandbecalm.”
“Youwon’tpursueher?”
“MonDieu!no.AmIGiraud?Releaseme,myfriend.”
Keepingasuspiciouseyeuponhim,forIpaidPoirotthecomplimentofknowingthatIwasnomatchforhiminastuteness,Irelaxedmygrip,andhesankintoanarm-chair,feelinghisarmstenderly.
“Itisthatyouhavethestrengthofabullwhenyouareroused,Hastings!Ehbien,anddoyouthinkyouhavebehavedwelltoyouroldfriend?Ishowyouthegirl’sphotographandyourecognizeit,butyouneversayaword.”
“TherewasnoneedifyouknewthatIrecognizedit,”Isaidratherbitterly.SoPoirothadknownallalong!Ihadnotdeceivedhimforaninstant.
“Ta-ta!YoudidnotknowthatIknewthat.
