Вбивство на поле для гольфу
13. The Girl with the Anxious Eyes
“Imeanttoaskyouhowyouknewaboutthosetwo?”
“Monami—Iknowhumannature.ThrowtogetheraboyyoungRenauldandabeautifulgirllikeMademoiselleMarthe,andtheresultisalmostinevitable.Then,thequarrel!Itwasmoneyorawomanand,rememberingLéonie’sdescriptionofthelad’sanger,Idecidedonthelatter.SoImademyguess—andIwasright.”
“Andthatwaswhyyouwarnedmeagainstsettingmyheartonthelady?YoualreadysuspectedthatshelovedyoungRenauld?”
Poirotsmiled.
“Atanyrate—Isawthatshehadanxiouseyes.ThatishowalwaysthinkofMademoiselleDaubreuilasthegirlwiththeanxiouseyes. …”
Hisvoicewassogravethatitimpressedmeuncomfortably.
“Whatdoyoumeanbythat,Poirot?”
“Ifancy,myfriend,thatweshallseebeforeverylong.ButImuststart.”
“You’veoceansoftime.”
“Perhaps—perhaps.ButIlikeplentyofleisureatthestation.Idonotwishtorush,tohurry,toexcitemyself.”
“Atallevents,”Isaid,rising,“Iwillcomeandseeyouoff.”
“Youwilldonothingofthesort.Iforbidit.”
HewassoperemptorythatIstaredathiminsurprise.Henoddedemphatically.
“Imeanit,monami.Aurevoir!YoupermitthatIembraceyou?Ah,no,IforgetthatitisnottheEnglishcustom.Unepoigneedemain,alors.”
IfeltratheratalooseendafterPoirothadleftme.Istrolleddownthebeach,andwatchedthebathers,withoutfeelingenergeticenoughtojointhem.IratherfanciedthatCinderellamightbedisportingherselfamongsttheminsomewonderfulcostume,butIsawnosignsofher.
