“Then Poirot moved forward, shaking off my hand. He moved stiffly like an automaton. ‘It has happened,’ he murmured, and I can hardly describe the anguished bitterness of his voice. ‘In spite of everything—in spite of my precautions, it has happened. Ah! miserable criminal that I am, why did I not guard her better. I should have foreseen. Not for one instant should I have left her side.’ ‘You mustn’t blame yourself,’ I said. My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth, and I could hardly articulate.... Poirot only responded with a sorrowful shake of his head. He knelt down by the body. And at that moment we received a second shock. For Nick’s voice rang out, clear and gay, and a moment later Nick appeared in the square of the window silhouetted against the lighted room behind. ‘Sorry I’ve been so long, Maggie,’ she said. ‘But—’ Then she broke off—staring at the scene before her. With a sharp exclamation, Poirot turned over the body on the lawn and I pressed forward to see.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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