Убийство на поле для гольфа
24. “Save Him!”
Stonor,thesecretary,hehelpedher.Theyarethickasthieves,thosetwo.Itistruesheisolderthanhe—butwhatdomencare—ifawomanisrich!”
Therewasahintofbitternessinhertone.
“StonorwasinEngland,”Iputin.
“Hesaysso—butwhoknows?”
“Mademoiselle,”saidPoirotquietly,“ifwearetoworktogether,youandI,wemusthavethingsclear.First,Iwillaskyouaquestion.”
“Yes,monsieur?”
“Areyouawareofyourmother’srealname?”
Marthelookedathimforaminute,then,lettingherheadfallforwardonherarms,sheburstintotears.
“There,there,”saidPoirot,pattingherontheshoulder.“Calmyourself,petite,Iseethatyouknow.Nowasecondquestion,didyouknowwhoM.Renauldwas?”
“M.Renauld,”sheraisedherheadfromherhandsandgazedathimwonderingly.
“Ah,Iseeyoudonotknowthat.Nowlistentomecarefully.”
Stepbystep,hewentoverthecase,muchashehaddonetomeonthedayofourdepartureforEngland.Marthelistenedspellbound.Whenhehadfinished,shedrewalongbreath.
“Butyouarewonderful—magnificent!Youarethegreatestdetectiveintheworld.”
WithaswiftgesturesheslippedoffherchairandkneltbeforehimwithanabandonmentthatwaswhollyFrench.
“Savehim,monsieur,”shecried.“Ilovehimso.Oh,savehim,savehim—savehim!”
