Убийство на поле для гольфа
18. Giraud Acts
“Hetoldme.”
“Itwasunwisetohavetriedtoconcealthefact,”venturedPoirot.
“Yes,yes,”sherepliedimpatiently.“Butwecannotwastetimeonregrets.Wemustfindsomethingtosavehim.Heisinnocent,ofcourse,butthatwillnothelphimwithamanlikeGiraudwhohashisreputationtothinkof.Hemustarrestsomeone,andthatsomeonewillbeJack.”
“Thefactswilltellagainsthim,”saidPoirot.“Yourealizethat?”
Shefacedhimsquarely,andusedthewordsIhadheardhersayinhermother’sdrawing-room.
“Iamnotachild,monsieur.Icanbebraveandlookfactsintheface.Heisinnocent,andwemustsavehim.”
Shespokewithakindofdesperateenergy,thenwassilent,frowningasshethought.
“Mademoiselle,”saidPoirotobservingherkeenly,“istherenotsomethingthatyouarekeepingbackthatyoucouldtellus?”
Shenoddedperplexedly.
“Yes,thereissomething,butIhardlyknowwhetheryouwillbelieveit—itseemssoabsurd.”
“Atanyrate,tellus,mademoiselle.”
“Itisthis.M.Giraudsentforme,asanafterthought,toseeifIcouldidentifythemaninthere.”Shesignedwithherheadtowardstheshed.“Icouldnot.AtleastIcouldnotatthemoment.ButsinceIhavebeenthinking—”
“Well?”
“Itseemssoqueer,andyetIamalmostsure.Iwilltellyou.OnthemorningofthedayM.Renauldwasmurdered,Iwaswalkinginthegardenhere,whenIheardasoundofmen’svoicesquarrelling.Ipushedasidethebushesandlookedthrough.OneofthemenwasM.Renauldandtheotherwasatramp,adreadfullookingcreatureinfilthyrags.
