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Hercule Poirot regarded him with a
strange reverence. He said, and his voice
"Mon Dieu, it is an omen!"
It was some hours later. The moon showed
from time to time, peeping out coquettishly
from behind the clouds. Poirot and his new friend had walked some miles.
The former was limping. The idea crossed
his mind that there were, after all, other
shoes -- more suitable to country walking
than patent-leather. Actually George had
respectfully conveyed as much. "A nice
pair of brogues," was what George had
Hercule Poirot had not cared for the
idea. He liked his feet to look neat and
well-shod. But now, tramping along this
stony path, he realised that there were other shoes. . . .
His companion said suddenly:
"Is it the way the Priest would be after
me for this? I'll not have a mortal sin
upon my conscience."
Hercule Poirot said: "You are only
restoring to Caesar the things which are
They had come to the wall of the
Convent. Atlas prepared to do his part.
A groan burst from him and he exclaimed
in low, poignant tones that he was
destroyed entirely! Hercule Poirot spoke with authority.
"Be quiet. It is not the weight of the
world that you have to support -- only the
weight of Hercule Poirot."
Atlas was turning over two new five pound
He said hopefully:
"Maybe I'll not remember in the morning
the way I earned this. I'm after worrying
that Father O'Reilly will be after me."
"Forget everything, my friend. Tomorrow
the world is yours."
"And what'll I put it on? There's
Working Lad, he's a grand horse, a lovely
horse he is! And there's Sheila Boyne.
7 to i I'd get on her."
"Was it my fancy now or did I hear you
mention the name of a heathen god?
Hercules, you said, and glory be to God,
there's a Hercules running in the threethirty
"My friend," said Hercule Poirot, "put your money on that horse. I tell you this,
Hercules cannot fail."
And it is certainly true that on the
following day Mr. Rosslyn's Hercules
very unexpectedly won the Boynan Stakes,
starting price 60 to i.
Deftly Hercule Poirot unwrapped the
neatly done-up parcel. First the brown
paper, then the wadding, lastly the tissue
On the desk in front of Emery Power
he placed a gleaming golden cup. Chased on
it was a tree bearing apples of green
The financier drew a deep breath. He
"I congratulate you, M. Poirot."
Hercule Poirot bowed.
Emery Power stretched out a hand. He
touched the rim of the goblet, drawing his
finger round it. He said in a deep voice:
Hercule Poirot agreed. "Yours!"
The other gave a sigh. He leaned back
in his chair. He said in a businesslike
"Where did you find it ?"
Hercule Poirot said:
"I found it on an altar."
Emery Power stared.
Poirot went on:
"Casey's daughter was...
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