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"Yes, I believe they were at it yesterday afternoon But coe me a moment's satisfaction of the eye"

"Yes, but this affair is onias are not of equal iuing with hiree? But such things have been Well, ill co in the boudoir, her hands folded in front of her, and her grey hair rose in stiff waves under her white cap She was the very ood old-fashioned servant

In her attitude towards Poirot, she was inclined to be suspicious, but he soon broke down her defences He dreard a chair

"Pray be seated, mademoiselle"

"Thank you, sir"

"You have been with your mistress many years, is it not so?"

"Ten years, sir"

"That is a long time, and very faithful service You were ooda few questions I put them to you with Mr Cavendish's full approval"

"Oh, certainly, sir"

"Then I will begin by asking you about the events of yesterday afternoon Your mistress had a quarrel?"

"Yes, sir But I don't know that I ought----" Dorcas hesitated Poirot looked at her keenly

"My good Dorcas, it is necessary that I should know every detail of that quarrel as fully as possible Do not think that you are betraying your mistress's secrets Your mistress lies dead, and it is necessary that we should know all--if we are to avenge her Nothing can bring her back to life, but we do hope, if there has been foul play, to bring the murderer to justice"

"A no names, there's one in this house that none of us could ever abide! And an ill day it hen first he darkened the threshold"

Poirot waited for her indignation to subside, and then, resu his business-like tone, he asked: "Now, as to this quarrel? What is the first you heard of it?"

"Well, sir, I happened to be going along the hall outside yesterday----"

"What time was that?"