Убийство в Восточном экспрессе

           YoureturnedtoyourcompartmentandreadLove’sCaptivetill—when?”

           “Ataboutten-thirty,sir,thisItalianwantedtogotobed.Sotheconductorcameandmadethebedsup.”

           “Andthenyouwenttobedandtosleep?”

           “Iwenttobed,sir,butIdidn’tsleep.”

           “Whydidn’tyousleep?”

           “Ihadthetoothache,sir.”

           “Oh,làlà—thatispainful.”

           “Mostpainful,sir.”

           “Didyoudoanythingforit?”

           “Iappliedalittleoilofcloves,sir,whichrelievedthepainalittle,butIwasstillnotabletogettosleep.Iturnedthelightonabovemyheadandcontinuedtoread—totakemymindoffit,asitwere.”

           “Anddidyounotgotosleepatall?”

           “Yes,sir,Idroppedoffaboutfourinthemorning.”

           “Andyourcompanion?”

           “TheItalianfellow?Oh,hejustsnored.”

           “Hedidnotleavethecompartmentatallduringthenight?”

           “No,sir.”

           “Didyou?”

           “No,sir.”

           “Didyouhearanythingduringthenight?”

           “Idon’tthinkso,sir.Nothingunusual,Imean.Thetrainbeingatastandstillmadeitallveryquiet.”

           Poirotwassilentamomentortwo,thenhesaid:

           “Well,Ithinkthereisverylittlemoretobesaid.Youcannotthrowanylightuponthetragedy?”

           “I’mafraidnot.I’msorry,sir.”

           “Asfarasyouknow,wasthereanyquarrelorbadbloodbetweenyourmasterandM.MacQueen?”

           “Oh,no,sir.Mr.MacQueenwasaverypleasantgentleman.”

           “WherewereyouinservicebeforeyoucametoM.Ratchett?”

           “WithSirHenryTomlinson,sir,inGrosvenorSquare