Labours Of Hercules By Agatha Christie

33 hercule poirot nodded he said the police will be

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Unformatted text preview: was dazed -- hoarse. "What's happened ? Why am I -- ?" He stopped. He was staring at the knife which he held still clasped in his hand. He said in a slow, thick voice: "What have I done ?" His eyes went from one to the other. They rested at last on Diana shrinking back against the wall. He said quietly: "Did I attack Diana ?" 281 In his right hand was a sharply-curved, shining knife. Not all of it was shining -here and there it was obscured by red glistening patches. Hercule Poirot exclaimed softly: "Mon Dieu /" Frobisher said sharply: "She's all right. He hasn't touched her." He raised his voice and called: "Diana! Ifs us! Let us in!" Poirot heard the Admiral groan and mutter under his breath: "My boy. My poor boy." There was a sound of bolts being drawn. The door opened and Diana stood there. Her face was dead white. She faltered out: "What's happened? There was someone -- trying to get in -- I heard them -- feeling the door -- the handle -- scratching on the panels-- Oh! it was awful . . . like an animal. . . ." Frobisher said sharply: "Thank God your door was locked!" "M. Poirot told me to lock it." Poirot said: "Lift him up and bring him inside." The two men stooped and raised the 280 unconscious man. Diana caught her breath with a little gasp as they passed her. "Hugh ? Is it Hugh ? What's that -- on his hands ?" Hugh Chandler's hands were sticky and wet with a brownish, red stain. Diana breathed: "Is that blood ?" Poirot looked inquiringly at the two men. The Admiral nodded. He said: "Not human, thank God! A cat! I found it downstairs in the hall. Throat cut. Afterwards he must have come up here -- " "Here?" Diana's voice was low with horror. "Tow^?" The man on the chair stirred--muttered. They watched him, fascinated. Hugh Chandler sat up. He blinked. "Hallo," his voice was dazed -- hoarse. "What's happened ? Why am I -- ?33 He stopped. He was staring at the knife which he held still clasped in his hand. He said in a slow, thick voice: "What have I done ?" His eyes went from one to the other. They rested at last on Diana shrinking back against the wall. He said quietly: "Did I attack Diana ?" 281 His father shook his head. Hugh said: "Tell me what has happened? I've got to know!33 They told him—told him unwillingly —haltingly. His quiet perseverance drew it out of them. Outside the window the sun was coming up. Hercule Poirot drew a certain aside. The radiance of the dawn came into the room. Hugh Chandler's face was composed, his voice was steady. He said: "I see.33 Then he got up. He smiled and stretched himself. His voice was quite natural as he said: "Beautiful morning, what? Think I'll go out in the woods and try to get a rabbit.33 He went out of the room and left them staring after him. Then the Admiral started forward. Frobisher caught him by the arm. "No, Charles, no. It's the bes...
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