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said mechanically: ‘Oh, I expect she’ll be all right after a night’s rest.’

He went down the stairs. I hesitated and then went along the other wingtowards my own room, and Poirot’s. The little man would be expectingme. For the first time I was reluctant to go to him. I had so much to occupymy thoughts, and I still had that dull sick feeling at the pit of my stomach.

I went slowly along the corridor.

From inside Allerton’s room I heard voices. I don’t think I meant con-sciously to listen though I stopped for a minute automatically outside hisdoor. Then, suddenly, the door opened and my daughter Judith came out.

She stopped dead when she saw me. I caught her by the arm andhustled her along into my room. I was suddenly intensely angry.