his wife in his arms。
〃Perhaps you are right; Poirot;〃 I said gently。 〃Yes; it is the greatest
thing in the world。〃
Suddenly; there was a tap at the door; and Cynthia peeped in。
〃II only〃
〃Come in;〃 I said; springing up。
She came in; but did not sit down。
〃Ionly wanted to tell you something〃
〃Yes?〃
Cynthia fidgeted with a little tassel for some moments; then; suddenly
exclaiming: 〃You dears!〃 kissed first me and then Poirot; and rushed out
of the room again。
〃What on earth does this mean?〃 I asked; surprised。
It was very nice to be kissed by Cynthia; but the publicity of the salute
rather impaired the pleasure。
〃It means that she has discovered Monsieur Lawrence does not dislike
her as much as she thought;〃 replied Poirot philosophically。
〃But〃
〃Here he is。〃
Lawrence at that moment passed the door。
〃Eh! Monsieur Lawrence;〃 called Poirot。 〃We must congratulate you;
is it not so?〃
Lawrence blushed; and then smiled awkwardly。 A man in love is a
sorry spectacle。 Now Cynthia had looked charming。
I sighed。
〃What is it; mon ami?〃
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〃Nothing;〃 I said sadly。 〃They are two delightful women!〃
〃And neither of them is for you?〃 finished Poirot。 〃Never mind。
Console yourself; my friend。 We may hunt together again; who knows?
And then〃
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