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"It's perfectly sweet of you," she said, "but you know you don't want to!"

"Yes, I do I've got--"

"Never ot You don't really want to-- and I don't either"

"Well, of course, that settles it," I said stiffly "But I don't see anything to laugh at There's nothing funny about a proposal"

"No, indeed," said Cynthia "Soht accept you next time Good-bye, you've cheered me up very much"

And, with a final uncontrollable burst ofover the interview, it struckprofoundly unsatisfactory

It occurred to e, and look up Bauerstein So an eye on the fellow At the saht have as to his being suspected I rely, I went to the little house with the "Aparted, and tapped on the door

An old woman came and opened it

"Good afternoon," I said pleasantly "Is Dr Bauerstein in?"

She stared at me

"Haven't you heard?"

"Heard what?"

"About him"

"What about him?"

"He's took"

"Took? Dead?"

"No, took by the perlice"

"By the police!" I gasped "Do you mean they've arrested him?"

"Yes, that's it, and--"

I waited to hear no e to find Poirot