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           “Perhapsitwasinthehabitofgaining?”

           “Asamatteroffact,Iamtolditdid.”

           “Ehbien,then!”

           “Allthesame,twohoursisagooddeal,”saidPoirotsoftly.“Thenthereisthematterofthefootprintsintheflower-bed.”

           Henoddedhisheadtowardstheopenwindow.Giraudtooktwoeagerstrides,andlookedout.

           “Thisbedhere?”

           “Yes.”

           “ButIseenofootprints?”

           “No,”saidPoirot,straighteningalittlepileofbooksonatable.“Therearenone.”

           ForamomentanalmostmurderousrageobscuredGiraud’sface.Hetooktwostridestowardshistormentor,butatthatmomentthesalondoorwasopened,andMarchaudannounced.

           “M.Stonor,thesecretary,hasjustarrivedfromEngland.Mayheenter?”