Agatha Christie

    People do brood over bygone wrongs sometimes.
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    “I apologize for my language! Most unladylike, and all that, but, oh, Lord, there’s reason enough for it! Do you know I’ve lost my only sister?”

    “Really?” I said politely. “How unfortunate.”

    “He disapproves!” remarked the lady. “He disapproves utterly—of me, and my sister—which last is unfair, because he hasn’t seen her!”
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    “Say you’re sorry about my sister—”

    “I am desolated!”

    “That’s a good boy!”

    “Let me finish. I was going to add that, although I am desolated, I can manage to put up with her absence very well.” I made a little bow.
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    “Well, we have. Tell me something about yourself.”

    “I’m an actress. No—not the kind you’re thinking of. I’ve been on the boards since I was a kid of six—tumbling.”

    “I beg your pardon,” I said, puzzled.

    “Haven’t you ever seen child acrobats?”

    “Oh, I understand!”

    “I’m American born, but I’ve spent most of my life in England. We’ve got a new show now—”


    “My sister and I. Sort of song and dance, and a bit of patter, and a dash of the old business thrown in. It’s quite a new idea, and it hits them every time.
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    that he was going to apostrophize it, to declare aloud his de‍
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    mall passage branched off.

    “The servants’ quarters,” explained Bex.
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    gilded with the brush of Romance.
    The chauffeur thanked him, and started the car again. My eyes were fascinated by the girl who still stood, with one hand on the gate, watching us. I am an admirer of beauty, and here was one whom nobody could have passed without remark. Very tall, with the proportions of a young goddess, her uncovered golden head gleaming in the sunlight, I swore to myself that she was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen. As we swung up the rough road, I turned my head to look after her.
    “I saw only a girl with anxious eyes,” said Poirot gravely.
    “M. Renauld was murdered this morning.”
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