This preview shows page 1. Sign up to view the full content.
Unformatted text preview: creams, patent
pills, eye trouble. What does it all amount
to ? What are you getting at, M. Poirot ?"
Poirot said quietly:
"I am trying to do the best I can for
Hugh's mood changed. His face sobered.
He laid a hand on Poirot's arm.
"Yes, do what you can for her. Tell her
she's got to forget. Tell her that it's no
good hoping. . . . Tell her some of the
things I've told you. . . . Tell her — oh,
tell her for God's sake to keep away from
me! That's the only thing she can do for
me now. Keep away — and try to forget!"
"Have you courage. Mademoiselle ? Great
courage ? You will need it."
Diana cried sharply:
"Then it's true. It's true ? He is mad P33
Hercule Poirot said:
<c! am not an alienist. Mademoiselle. It
is not I who can say, 'This man is mad. This man is sane.' 33
She came closer to him.
"Admiral Chandler thinks Hugh is
mad. George Frobisher thinks he is mad.
Hugh himself thinks he is mad -- M
Poirot was watching her.
"And you. Mademoiselle ?33
"I ? / say he isn't mad! That's why -- 33
"That is why you came to me ?33
"Yes. I couldn't have had any other
reason for coming to you, could I ?33
"That,39 said Hercule Poirot, "is exactly
what I have been asking myself. Mademoiselle
"I don't understand you.3'
"Who is Stephen Graham ?33
"Stephen Graham? Oh, he's--he's
She caught him by the arm.
"What's in your mind? What are you
thinking about? You just stand there-behind that great moustache of yours -273 blinking your eyes in the sunlight, and
you don't tell me anything. You're making
me afraid — horribly afraid. Why are you
making me afraid ?"
"Perhaps,33 said Poirot, "because I am
The deep grey eyes opened wide, stared
up at him. She said in a whisper:
"What are you afraid of?"
Hercule Poirot sighed—a deep sigh.
"It is much easier to catch a murderer
than it is to prevent a murder."
She cried out: "Murder? Don't use
"Nevertheless," said Hercule Poirot, "I
do use it."
He altered his tone, speaking quickly
"Mademoiselle, it is necessary that both
you and I should pass the night at Lyde
Manor. I look to you to arrange the matter.
You can do that?"
"I — yes — I suppose so. But why — ?"
"Because there is no time to lose. You
have told me that you have courage. Prove that courage now. Do what I ask and make
no questions about it."
She nodded without a word and turned
Poirot followed her into the house after
the lapse of a moment or two. He heard
her voice in the library and the voices of
three men. He passed up the broad staircase.
There was no one on the upper floor.
He found Hugh Chandler's room easily
enough. In the corner of the room was a
fitted washbasin with hot and cold water.
Over it, on a glass shelf, were vario...
View Full Document