Убийство в Восточном экспрессе
7. The Evidence of Count and Countess Andrenyi
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Sheaskedcuriously:
“Areyoureallyadetective,then?”
“Atyourservice,Madame.”
“IthoughttherewerenodetectivesonthetrainwhenitpassedthroughYugo-Slavia—notuntilonegottoItaly.”
“IamnotaYugo-Slaviandetective,Madame.Iamaninternationaldetective.”
“YoubelongtotheLeagueofNations?”
“Ibelongtotheworld,Madame,”saidPoirotdramatically.Hewenton,“IworkmainlyinLondon.YouspeakEnglish?”headdedinthatlanguage.
“Ispeakaleetle,yes.”
Heraccentwascharming.
Poirotbowedoncemore.
“Wewillnotdetainyoufurther,Madame.Yousee,itwasnotsoveryterrible.”
Shesmiled,inclinedherheadanddeparted.
“Elleestjoliefemme,”saidM.Boucappreciatively.
Hesighed.
“Well,thatdidnotadvanceusmuch.”
“No,”saidPoirot.“Twopeoplewhosawnothingandheardnothing.”
“ShallwenowseetheItalian?”
Poirotdidnotreplyforamoment.HewasstudyingagreasespotonaHungariandiplomaticpassport.
