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5. Mrs. Renauld’s Story
‘Youknowwhatwewant!’hesaid.‘Thesecret!Whereisit?’Idonotknowwhatmyhusbandanswered,buttheotherrepliedfiercely:‘Youlie!Weknowyouhaveit.Whereareyourkeys?’
“ThenIheardsoundsofdrawersbeingpulledout.Thereisasafeonthewallofmyhusband’sdressing-roominwhichhealwayskeepsafairlylargeamountofreadymoney.Léonietellsmethishasbeenrifledandthemoneytaken,butevidentlywhattheywerelookingforwasnotthere,forpresentlyIheardthetallman,withanoath,commandmyhusbandtodresshimself.Soonafterthat,Ithinksomenoiseinthehousemusthavedisturbedthem,fortheyhustledmyhusbandoutintomyroomonlyhalfdressed.”
“Pardon,”interruptedPoirot,“butistherethennootheregressfromthedressing-room?”
“No,monsieur,thereisonlythecommunicatingdoorintomyroom.Theyhurriedmyhusbandthrough,theshortmaninfront,andthetallmanbehindhimwiththedaggerstillinhishand.Paultriedtobreakawaytocometome.Isawhisagonizedeyes.Heturnedtohiscaptors.‘Imustspeaktoher,’hesaid.Then,comingtothesideofthebed,‘Itisallright,Eloise,’hesaid.‘Donotbeafraid.Ishallreturnbeforemorning.’But,althoughhetriedtomakehisvoiceconfident,Icouldseetheterrorinhiseyes.Thentheyhustledhimoutofthedoor,thetallmansaying:‘Onesound—andyouareadeadman,remember.’
“Afterthat,”continuedMrs.Renauld,“Imusthavefainted.ThenextthingIrecollectisLéonierubbingmywrists,andgivingmebrandy.