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Amid breathless excitement, he held out three thin strips of paper

"A letter in the , mes amis! Had it been a little clearer in its terlethorp, warned in tier, but not the ether the slips of paper and, clearing his throat, read: " 'Dearest Evelyn: 'You will be anxious at hearing nothing It is all right--only it will be to-night instead of last night You understand There's a good ti once the old wo home the crime to enius! But we must be very circumspect A false step----' "Here, my friends, the letter breaks off Doubtless the writer was interrupted; but there can be no question as to his identity We all know this hand-writing and----"

A howl that was alet it?"

A chair was overturned Poirot skipped nimbly aside A quick movement on his part, and his assailant fell with a crash

"Messieurs, mesdames," said Poirot, with a flourish, "let lethorp!"