Убийство в Восточном экспрессе
6. A Woman?
Ratchettreceivedthelastthreateningletter?”
“OnthemorningofthedayweleftConstantinople.”
“ThereisonemorequestionImustaskyou,M.MacQueen:wereyouongoodtermswithyouremployer?”
Theyoungman’seyestwinkledsuddenly.
“ThisiswhereI’msupposedtogoallgoosefleshydowntheback.Inthewordsofabestseller,‘You’venothingonme.’RatchettandIwereonperfectlygoodterms.”
“Perhaps,M.MacQueen,youwillgivemeyourfullnameandyouraddressinAmerica.”
MacQueengavehisname—HectorWillardMacQueen,andanaddressinNewYork.
Poirotleanedbackagainstthecushions.
“Thatisallforthepresent,M.MacQueen,”hesaid.“IshouldbeobligedifyouwouldkeepthematterofM.Ratchett’sdeathtoyourselfforalittletime.”
“Hisvalet,Masterman,willhavetoknow.”
“Heprobablyknowsalready,”saidPoirotdryly.“Ifsotrytogethimtoholdhistongue.”
“Thatoughtn’ttobedifficult.He’saBritisher,anddoeswhathecalls‘Keepshimselftohimself.’He’salowopinionofAmericansandnoopinionatallofanyothernationality.”
“Thankyou,M.MacQueen.”
TheAmericanleftthecarriage.
“Well?”demandedM.Bouc.“Youbelievewhathesays,thisyoungman?”
“Heseemshonestandstraightforward.Hedidnotpretendtoanyaffectionforhisemployerasheprobablywouldhavedonehadhebeeninvolvedinanyway.ItistrueM.Ratchettdidnottellhimthathehadtriedtoenlistmyservicesandfailed,butIdonotthinkthatisreallyasuspiciouscircumstance.IfancyM
