Labours Of Hercules By Agatha Christie

Labours Of Hercules By Agatha Christie

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Unformatted text preview: ot; "Where is Nurse Harrison now ?" "She looks after old Miss Bristow-down at the end of the village. You can't miss it. It's got pillars and a porch." IV It was a very short time afterwards that Hercule Poirot found himself sitting opposite to the woman who certainly must know more about the circumstances that had given rise to the rumours than any one else. Nurse Harrison was a still handsome woman nearing forty. She had the calm serene features of a Madonna with big sympathetic dark eyes. She listened to him patiently and attentively. Then she said slowly: 'Tes, I know that there are these unpleasant stories going about. I have done 80 what I could to stop them, but it's hopeless. People like the excitement, you know.3' Poirot said: "But there must have been something to give rise to these rumours ?" He noted that her expression of distress deepened. But she merely shook her head perplexedly. "Perhaps," Poirot suggested, "Doctor Oldfield and his wife did not get on well together and it was that that started the rumour ?" Nurse Harrison shook her head decidedly. "Oh no. Doctor Oldfield was always extremely kind and patient with his wife." "He was really very fond of her ?" She hesitated. "No -- I would not quite say that. Mrs. Oldfield was a very difficult woman, not easy to please and making constant demands for sympathy and attention which were not always justified." "You mean," said Poirot, "that she exaggerated her condition ?" The nurse nodded. "Yes -- her bad health was largely a matter other own imagination." 81 "And yet," said Poirot gravely, "she died...." "Oh, I know -- I know...." He watched her for a minute or two; her troubled perplexity--her palpable uncertainty. He said: "I think--I am sure--that you do know what first gave rise to all these stories." Nurse Harrison flushed. She said: "Well -- I could, perhaps, make a guess. I believe it was the maid, Beatrice, who started all these rumours and I think I know what put it into her head." "Yes ?" Nurse Harrison said rather incoherently: "You see, it was something I happened to overhear--a scrap of conversation between Doctor Oldfield and Miss Moncrieffe--and I'm pretty certain Beatrice overheard it too, only I don't suppose she'd ever admit it." "What was this conversation ?" Nurse Harrison paused for a minute as though to test the accuracy of her own memory, then she said: "It was about three weeks before the 82 last attack that killed Mrs. Oldfield. They were in the dining-room. I was coming down the stairs when I heard Jean Moncrieffe say: c( 'How much longer will it be ? I can't bear to wait much longer.' And the doctor answered her: cc "Not much longer now, darling, I swear it.' And she said again: (c (I can't bear this waiting. You do think it will be all right, don't you ?' And he said: 'Of course. Noth...
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