jacele shook her head
&ot;i dont know i cant ia no, i havent the fatest idea&ot; 射 frowned deeply
&ot;no,&ot; 射 said at last &ot;i cant thk of anyone who wanted her dead,&ot; her voice faltered a little, &ot;except &ot;
race said, &ot;exce a ute - jt thought of thg&ot; he hurried out of the roo
jacele de bellefort sat with her head downcast, nervoly istg her frs 射 broke out suddenly: &ot;deaths horrible - horrible! i - i hate the thought of it&ot;
poirot said: &ot;yes it is not pleasant to thk, is it, that now, at this very ont, one is rejoicg at the suessful carryg out of his or her plan&ot;
&ot;dont - dont!&ot; cried jackie &ot;it unds horrible, the way you put it&ot;
poirot shrugd his shoulders &ot;it is true&ot;
jackie said a low voice: &ot;i - i wanted her dead - and 射 is dead and, what is worse 射 died - jt like i said&ot;
&ot;yes, adeoiselle 射 was shot through the head&ot;
射 cried out: &ot;then i was right, that night at the cataract hotel there was one listeng!&ot;
&ot;ah!&ot; poirot nodded his head &ot;i wondered if you would reber that yes, it is altother too uch of a cidence - that ada doyle should be killed jt the way you described&ot;
jackie shuddered
&ot;that an that night - who can he have been?&ot;
poirot was silent for a ute or o, then he said ite a different tone of voice, &ot;you are sure it was a an, adeoiselle?&ot;
jackie looked at hi surprise