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"Do you ht to trial?"

"Yes, my friend But I eventually decided in favour of 'a woh which they have passed could have brought these two proud souls together again"

I looked at Poirot in silent amazement The colossal cheek of the little ht of a trial for al happiness!

"I perceive your thoughts,at me "No one but Hercule Poirot would have atte it The happiness of onein all the world"

His words took me back to earlier events I remembered Mary as she lay white and exhausted on the sofa, listening, listening There had come the sound of the bell below She had started up Poirot had opened the door, and ently "Yes, ht him back to you" He had stood aside, and as I went out I had seen the look in Mary's eyes, as John Cavendish had caught his wife in his arently "Yes, it is the greatest thing in the world"

Suddenly, there was a tap at the door, and Cynthia peeped in

"I--I only----"

"Co up

She came in, but did not sit down

"I--only wanted to tell you soeted with a little tassel for so: "You dears!" kissed first ain

"What on earth does this mean?" I asked, surprised

It was very nice to be kissed by Cynthia, but the publicity of the salute rather impaired the pleasure

"It means that she has discovered Monsieur Lawrence does not dislike her as ht," replied Poirot philosophically

"But----"

"Here he is"

Lawrence at that moment passed the door

"Eh! Monsieur Lawrence," called Poirot "We ratulate you, is it not so?"

Lawrence blushed, and then smiled aardly A man in love is a sorry spectacle Now Cynthia had looked char," I said sadly "They are two delightful women!"