Убийство Роджера Экройда
Geoffrey Raymond
Florafollowedhim,andstartedtoascendthemainstaircase.
"Isthatenough?"sheaskedoverhershoulder.
"Admirable,"declaredthelittleman,rubbinghishands.
"Bytheway,Parker,areyousurethereweretwoglassesonthetraythatevening?Whowasthesecondonefor?""Ialwaysbringtwoglasses,sir,"saidParker."Isthereanythingfurther?""Nothing.Ithankyou."Parkerwithdrew,dignifiedtothelast.
Poirotstoodinthemiddleofthehallfrowning.Floracamedownandjoinedus.
"Hasyourexperimentbeensuccessful?"sheasked."Idon’tquiteunderstand,youknow-"Poirotsmiledadmiringlyather.
"Itisnotnecessarythatyoushould,"hesaid."Buttellme,werethereindeedtwoglassesonParker’straythatnight?"Florawrinkledherbrowsaminute.
"Ireallycan’tremember,"shesaid."Ithinktherewere.Is–isthattheobjectofyourexperiment?"Poirottookherhandandpattedit.
"Putitthisway,"hesaid."Iamalwaysinterestedtoseeifpeoplewillspeakthetruth.""AnddidParkerspeakthetruth?""Iratherthinkhedid,"saidPoirotthoughtfully.
Afewminuteslatersawusretracingourstepstothevillage.
"Whatwasthepointofthatquestionabouttheglasses?"Iaskedcuriously.
Poirotshruggedhisshoulders.
"Onemustsaysomething,"heremarked."Thatparticularquestiondidaswellasanyother