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           Tomysurprise,hedidnotexaminethem,merelyremarkingapprovinglyasherelockedthedesk:“Decidedly,heisamanofmethod,thisMr.Inglethorp!”

           A“manofmethod”was,inPoirot’sestimation,thehighestpraisethatcouldbebestowedonanyindividual.

           Ifeltthatmyfriendwasnotwhathehadbeenasherambledondisconnectedly:

           “Therewerenostampsinhisdesk,buttheremighthavebeen,eh,monami?Theremighthavebeen?Yes”—hiseyeswanderedroundtheroom—“thisboudoirhasnothingmoretotellus.Itdidnotyieldmuch.Onlythis.”

           Hepulledacrumpledenvelopeoutofhispocket,andtosseditovertome.Itwasratheracuriousdocument.Aplain,dirtylookingoldenvelopewithafewwordsscrawledacrossit,apparentlyatrandom.Thefollowingisafacsimileofit.