Убийство Роджера Экройда
Flora Ackroyd
Pooroldchap,sothat’swhyhehadtogiveupandcomedownhere.Inthefamily,verylikely.He’sgotanephewwho’squiteoffhiscrumpet.""Poirothas?"Isaid,verysurprised.
"Yes.Hasn’theevermentionedhimtoyou?Quitedocile,Ibelieve,andallthat,butmadasahatter,poorlad.""Whotoldyouthat?"AgainagrinshoweditselfonInspectorRaglan’sface.
"Yoursister.MissSheppard,shetoldmeallaboutit."Really,Carolineisamazing.Sheneverrestsuntilsheknowsthelastdetailsofeverybody’sfamilysecrets.Unfortunately,Ihaveneverbeenabletoinstilintoherthedecencyofkeepingthemtoherself.
"Jumpin.Inspector,"Isaid,openingthedoorofthecar.
"We’llgouptoTheLarchestogether,andacquaintourBelgianfriendwiththelatestnews.""Mightaswell,Isuppose.Afterall,evenifheisabitbalmy,itwasausefuldphegavemeaboutthosefingerprints.He’sgotabeeinhisbonnetaboutthemanKent,butwhoknows–theremaybesomethingusefulbehindit."Poirotreceiveduswithhisusualsmilingcourtesy.
Helistenedtotheinformationwehadbroughthim,noddinghisheadnowandthen.
"SeemsquiteO.K.,doesn’tit?"saidtheinspectorrathergloomily."Achapcan’tbemurderingsomeoneinoneplacewhenhe’sdrinkinginthebarinanotherplaceamileaway.""Areyougoingtoreleasehim?""Don’tseewhatelsewecando.