Alfred
Inglethorp that astute gentleman would have--in your so
expressive idiom--'smelt a rat'! And then, bon jour to our
chances of catching him!"
"I think that I have more diplomacy than you give me credit for."
"My friend," besought Poirot, "I implore you, do not enrage
yourself! Your help has been of the most invaluable. It is but
the extremely beautiful nature that you have, which made me
pause."
"Well," I grumbled, a little mollified. "I still think you might
have given me a hint."
"But I did, my friend. Several hints. You would not take them.
Think now, did I ever say to you that I believed John Cavendish
guilty? Did I not, on the contrary, tell you that he would almost
certainly be acquitted?"
"Yes, but----"
"And did I not immediately afterwards speak of the difficulty of
bringing the murderer to justice? Was it not plain to you that I
was speaking of two entirely different persons?"
"No," I said, "it was not plain to me!"
"Then again," continued Poirot, "at the beginning, did I not
repeat to you several times that I didn't want Mr.
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