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28. Journey’s End
AsfarasIcansee,thereisnoobligationformetotakethepoliceintomyconfidence.ThroughoutthecaseIhaveacted,notforthem,butforyourfather.Justiceovertookhimatlast,butnooneneedeverknowthatheandGeorgesConneauwereoneandthesame.”
Therewere,ofcourse,variouspointsinthecasethatremainedpuzzlingtothepolice,butPoirotexplainedthingsinsoplausibleafashionthatallqueryaboutthemwasgraduallystilled.
ShortlyafterwegotbacktoLondon,InoticedamagnificentmodelofafoxhoundadorningPoirot’smantelpiece.Inanswertomyinquiringglance,Poirotnodded.
“Mais,oui!Igotmy500francs!Ishenotasplendidfellow?IcallhimGiraud!”
AfewdayslaterJackRenauldcametoseeuswitharesoluteexpressiononhisface.
“M.Poirot,I’vecometosaygood-bye.I’msailingforSouthAmericaalmostimmediately.Myfatherhadlargeinterestsoverthecontinent,andImeantostartanewlifeoutthere.”
“Yougoalone,M.Jack?”
“Mymothercomeswithme—andIshallkeepStonoronasmysecretary.Helikesoutof-the-waypartsoftheworld.”
“Nooneelsegoeswithyou?”
Jackflushed.
“Youmean—?”
“Agirlwholovesyouverydearly—whohasbeenwillingtolaydownherlifeforyou.”
“HowcouldIaskher?”mutteredtheboy.“Afterallthathashappened,couldIgotoherand—oh,whatsortofalamestorycouldItell?”
“Lesfemmes—theyhaveawonderfulgeniusformanufacturingcrutchesforstorieslikethat.
