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〃I　suppose；〃　said　Derek　contemptuously；　〃that　it　was　this　conversation　that　you　repeated　to　the　te　de　la　Roche。〃　

Mirelle　laughed。　

〃Am　I　a　fool？　Could　the　police　do　anything　with　a　vague　story　like　that？　See　…　I　will　give　you　a　last　chance。　You　shall　give　up　this　Englishwoman。　You　shall　return　to　me。　And　then；　cheri；　never；　never　will　I　breathe　…〃　

〃Breathe　what？〃　

She　laughed　softly。　〃You　thought　no　one　saw　you　…〃　

〃What　do　you　mean？〃　

〃As　I　say；　you　thought　no　one　saw　you　…　but　I　saw　you；　Dereek；　mon　ami；　I　saw　you　ing　out　of　the　partment　of　Madame　your　wife　just　before　the　train　got　into　Lyons　that　night。　And　I　know　more　than　that。　I　know　that　when　you　came　out　of　her　partment　she　was　dead。〃　

He　stared　at　her。　Then；　like　a　man　in　a　dream　he　turned　very　slowly　and　went　out　of　the　room；　swaying　slightly　as　he　walked。　

Chapter　26　

A　WARNING

〃And　so　it　is；〃　said　Poirot；　〃that　we　are　the　good　friends　and　have　no　secrets　from　each　other。〃　

Katherine　turned　her　head　to　look　at　him。　There　was　something　in　his　voice；　some　undercurrent　of　seriousness；　which　she　had　not　heard　before。　

They　were　sitting　in　the　gardens　of　Monte　Carlo。　Katherine　had　e　over　with　her　friends；　and　they　had　run　into　Knighton　and　Poirot　almost　immediately　on　arrival。　Lady　Tamplin　had　seized　upon　Knighton　and　had　overwhelmed　him　with　reminiscences；　most　of　which　Katherine　had　a　faint　suspicion　were　invented。　They　had　moved　away　together；　Lady　Tamplin　with　her　hand　on　the　young　man's　arm。　Knighton　had　thrown　a　couple　of　glances　back　over　his　shoulder；　and　Poirot's　eyes　twinkled　a　little　as　he　saw　them。　

〃Of　course　we　are　friends；〃　said　Katherine。

〃From　the　beginning　we　have　been　sympathetic　to　each　other；〃　mused　Poirot。

〃When　you　told　me　that　a　'roman　policier'　occurs　in　real　life。〃

〃And　I　was　right；　was　I　not？〃　he　challenged　her；　with　an　emphatic　forefinger。　〃Here　we　are；　plunged　in　the　middle　of　one。　That　is　natural　for　me　…　it　is　my　métier　…　but　for　you　it　is　different。　Yes；〃　he　added　in　a　reflective　tone；　〃for　you　it　is　different。〃

She　looked　sharply　at　him。　It　was　as　though　he　were　warning　her；　pointing　out　to　her　some　menace　that　she　had　not　seen。

〃Why　do　you　say　that　I　am　in　the　middle　of　it？　It　is　true　that　I　had　that　conversation　with　Mrs。　Kettering　just　before　she　died；　but　now　…　now　all　that　is　over。　I　am　not　connected　with　the　case　any　more。〃

〃Ah；　Mademoiselle；　Mademoiselle；　can　we　ever　say；　'I　have　finished　with　this　or　that'？〃

Katherine　turned　defiantly　round　to　face　him。

〃What　is　it？〃　she　asked。　〃You　are　trying　to　tell　me　something　…　to　convey　it　to　me　rather。　But　I　am　not　clever　at　taking　hints。　I　would　much　rather　that　you　said　anything　you　have　to　say　straight　out。〃

Poirot　looked　at　her　sadly。　〃Ah；　mais　c'est　anglais　？a；〃　he　murmured；　〃everything　in　black　and　white；　everything　clear　cut　and　well　defined。　But　life；　it　is　not　like　that；　Mademoiselle。　There　are　the　things　that　are　not　yet；　but　which　cast　their　shadow　before。〃

He　dabbed　his　brow　with　a　very　large　silk　pocket…handkerchief　and　murmured：　〃Ah；　but　it　is　that　I　bee　poetical。　Let　us；　as　you　say；　speak　only　of　facts。　And；　speaking　of　facts；　tell　me　what　you　think　of　Major　Knighton。〃

〃I　like　him　very　much　indeed；〃　said　Katherine　warmly；　〃he　is　quite　delightful。〃

Poirot　sighed。

〃What　is　the　matter？〃　asked　Katherine。

〃You　reply　so　heartily；〃　said　Poirot。　〃If　you　had　said　in　an　indifferent　voice；　'Oh；　quite　nice；'　eh　bien；　do　you　know　I　should　have　been　better　pleased。〃

Katharine　did　not　answer。　She　felt　slightly　unfortable。　Poirot　went　on　dreamily：　〃And　yet；　who　knows？　With　les　femmes；　they　have　so　many　ways　of　concealing　what　they　feel　…　and　heartiness　is　perhaps　as　good　a　way　as　any　other。〃

He　sighed。

〃I　don't　see　…〃　began　Katherine。　

He　interrupted　her。　

〃You　do　not　see　why　I　am　being　so　impertinent；　Mademoiselle？　I　am　an　old　man　and　now　and　then　…　not　very　often　…　I　e　across　someone　whose　welfare　is　dear　to　me。　We　are　friends；　Mademoiselle。　You　have　said　so　yourself。　And　it　is　just　this　…　I　should　like　to　see　you　happy。〃　

Katherine　stared　very　straight　in　front　of　her。　She　had　a　cretonne　sunshade　with　her；　and　with　its　point　she　traced　little　designs　in　the　gravel　at　her　feet。　

〃I　have　asked　you　a　question　about　Major　Knighton；　now　I　will　ask　you　another。　Do　you　like　Mr　Derek　Kettering？〃　

〃I　hardly　know　him；〃　said　Katherine。　

〃That　is　not　an　answer；　that。〃　

〃I　think　it　is。〃　

He　looked　at　her；　struck　by　something　in　her　tone。　Then　he　nodded　his　head　gravely　and　slowly。　

〃Perhaps　you　are　right；　Mademoiselle。　See　you；　I　who　speak　to　you　have　seen　much　of　the　world；　and　I　know　that　there　are　two　things　which　are　true。　A　good　man　may　be　ruined　by　his　love　for　a　bad　woman　…　but　the　other　way　holds　good　also。　A　bad　man　may　equally　be　ruined　by　his　love　for　a　good　woman。〃　

Katherine　looked　up　sharply。　

〃When　you　say　ruined　…〃　

〃I　mean　from　his　point　of　view。　One　must　be　wholehearted　in　crime　as　in　everything　else。〃　

〃You　are　trying　to　warn　me；〃　said　Katherine　in　a　low　voice。　〃Against　whom？〃　

〃I　cannot　look　into　your　heart；　Mademoiselle；　I　do　not　think　you　would　let　me　if　I　could。　I　will　just　say　this。　There　are　men　who　have　a　strange　fascination　for　women。〃　

〃The　te　de　la　Roche；〃　said　Katherine；　with　a　smile。　

〃There　are　others　…　more　dangerous　than　the　te　de　la　Roche。　They　have　qualities　that　appeal　…　recklessness；　daring；　audacity。　You　are　fascinated；　Mademoiselle；　I　see　that；　but　I　think　that　it　is　no　more　than　that。　I　hope　so。　This　man　of　whom　I　speak；　the　emotion　he　feels　is　genuine　enough；　but　all　the　same　…〃　

〃Yes？〃　

He　got　up　and　stood　looking　down　at　her。　Then　he　spoke　in　a　low；　distinct　voice：　

〃You　could；　perhaps；　love　a　thief；　Mademoiselle；　but　not　a　murderer。〃　

He　wheeled　sharply　away　on　that　and　left　her　sitting　there。　

He　heard　the　little　gasp　she　gave　and　paid　no　attention。　He　had　said　what　he　meant　to　say。　He　left　her　there　to　digest　that　last　unmistakable　phrase。　

Derek　Kettering；　ing　out　of　the　Casino　into　the　sunshine；　saw　her　sitting　alone　on　the　bench　and　joined　her。　

〃I　have　been　gambling；〃　he　said；　with　a　light　laugh；　〃gambling　unsuccessfully。　I　have　lost　everything　…　everything；　that　is；　that　I　have　with　me。〃　

Katherine　looked　at　him　with　a　troubled　face。　She　was　aware　at　once　of　something　new　in　his　manner；　some　hidden　excitement　that　betrayed　itself　in　a　hundred　different　infinitesimal　signs。　

〃I　should　think　you　were　always　a　gambler。　The　spirit　of　gambling　appeals　to　you。〃　

〃Every　day　and　in　every　way　a　gambler？　You　are　about　right。　Don't　you　find　something　stimulating　in　it？　To　risk　all　on　one　throw　…　there　is　nothing　like　it。〃　

Calm　and　stolid　as　she　believed　herself　to　be；　Katherine　felt　a　faint　answering　thrill。　

〃I　want　to　talk　to　you；〃　went　on　Derek；　〃and　who　knows　when　I　may　have　another　opportunity？　There　is　an　idea　going　about　that　I　murdered　my　wife　…　no；　please　don't　interrupt。　It　is　absurd；　of　course。〃　He　paused　for　a　minute　or　two；　then　went　on；　speaking　more　deliberately。　〃In　dealing　with　the　police　and　Local　Authorities　here　I　have　had　to　pretend　to　…　well　…　a　certain　decency。　I　prefer　not　to　pretend　with　you。　I　meant　to　marry　money。　I　was　on　the　look　out　for　money　when　I　first　met　Ruth　Van　Aldin。　She　had　the　look　of　a　slim　Madonna　about　her；　and　I　…　well　…　I　made　all　sorts　of　good　resolutions　…　and　was　bitterly　disillusioned。　My　wife　was　in　love　with　another　man　when　she　married　me。　She　never　cared　for　me　in　the　least。　Oh；　I　am　not　plaining；　the　thing　was　a　perfectly　respectable　bargain。　She　wanted　Leconbury　and　I　wanted　money。　The　trouble　arose　simply　through　Ruth's　American　blood。　Without　caring　a　pin　for　me；　she　would　have　liked　me　to　be　continually　dancing　attendance。　Time　and　again　she　as　good　as　told　me　that　she　had　bought　me　and　that　I　belonged　to　her。　The　result　was　that　I　behaved　abominably　to　her。　My　father…in…law　will　tell　you　that；　and　he　is　quite　right。　At　the　time　of　Ruth's　death；　I　was　faced　with　absolute　disaster。〃　He　laughed　suddenly。　〃One　is　faced　with　absolute　disaster　when　one　is　up　against　a　man　like　Rufus　Van　Aldin。〃　

〃And　then？〃　asked　Katherine　in　a　low　voice。　

〃And　then；〃　Derek　shrugged　his　shoulders；　〃Ruth　was　murdered　…　very　providentially。〃　

He　laughed；　and　the　sound　of　his　laugh　hurt　Katherine。　She　winced。　

〃Yes；〃　said　Derek。　〃that　wasn't　in　very　good　taste。　But　it　is　quite　true。　Now　I　am　going　to　tell　you　something　more。　From　the　very　first　moment　I　saw　you　I　knew　you　were　the　only　woman　in　the　world　for　me。　I　was　…　afraid　of　you。　I　thought　you　might　bring　me　bad　luck。〃　

〃Bad　luck？〃　said　Katherine　sharply。　

He　stared　at　her。　〃Why　do　you　repeat　it　like　that？　What　have　you　got　in　your　mind？〃　

〃I　was　thinking　of　things　that　people　have　said　to　me。〃　

Derek　grinned　suddenly。　〃They　will　say　a　lot　to　you　about　me；　my　dear；　and　most　of　it　will　be　true。　Yes；　and　worse　things　too　…　things　that　I　shall　never　tell　you。　I　have　been　a　gambler　always　…　and　I　have　taken　some　long　odds。　I　shan't　confess　to　you　now　or　at　any　other　time。　The　past　is　done　with。　There　is　one　thing　I　do　wish　you　to　believe。　I　swear　to　you　solemnly　that　I　did　not　kill　my　wife。〃　

He　said　the　words　earnestly　enough；　yet　there　was　somehow　a　theatrical　touch　about　them。　He　met　her　troubled　gaze　and　went　on：　

〃I　know。　I　lied　the　other　day。　It　was　my　wife's　partment　I　went　into。〃　

〃Ah；〃　said　Katherine。　

〃It's　difficult　to　explain　just　why　I　went　in；　but　I'll　try。　I　did　it　on　an　impulse。　You　see；　I　was　more　or　less　spying　on　my　wife。　I　kept　out　of　sight　on　the　train。　Mirelle　had　told　me　that　my　wife　was　meeting　the　te　de　la　Roche　in　Paris。　Well；　as　far　as　I　had　seen；　that　was　not　so。　I　felt　ashamed；　and　I　thought　suddenly　that　it　would　be　a　good　thing　to　have　it　out　with　her　once　and　for　all；　so　I　pushed　open　the　door　and　went　in。〃　

He　paused。　

〃Yes；〃　said　Katherine　gently。　

〃Ruth　was　lying　on　the　bunk　asleep　…　her　face　was　turned　away　from　me　…　I　could　only　see　the　back　of　her　head。　I　could　have　waked　her　up；　of　course。　But　suddenly　I　felt　a　reaction。　What；　after　all；　was　there　to　say　that　we　hadn't　both　of　us　said　a　hundred　times　before？　She　looked　so　peaceful　lying　there。　I　left　the　partment　as　quietly　as　I　could。〃　

〃Why　lie　about　it　to　the　police？〃　asked　Katherine。　

〃Because　I'm　not　a　plete　fool。　I've　realized　from　the　beginning　that；　from　the　point　of　view　of　motive；　I'm　the　ideal　murderer。　If　I　once　admitted　that　I　had　been　in　her　partment　just　before　she　was　murdered；　I'd　do　for　myself　once　and　for　all。〃　

〃I　see。〃　

Did　she　see？　She　could　not　have　told　herself。　She　was　feeling　the　magic　attraction　of　Derek's　personality；　but　there　was　something　in　her　that　resisted；　that　held　back。。。　

〃Katherine　…〃　

〃Yes？〃　

〃You　know　that　I　care　for　you。　Do　…　do　you　care　for　me？〃　

〃I　…　I　don't　know。〃　

Weakness　there。　Either　she　knew　or　she　did　not　know。　

If　…　if　only　…　

She　cast　a　look　round　desperately　as　though　seeking　something　that　would　help　her。　A　soft　colour　rose　in　her　cheeks　as　a　tall　fair　man　with　a　limp　came　hurrying　along　the　path　towards　them　…　Major　Knighton。　

There　was　relief　and　an　unexpected　warmth　in　her　voice　as　she　greeted　him。　

Derek　stood　up　scowling；　his　face　black　as　a　thundercloud。　

〃Lady　Tamplin　having　a　flutter？〃　he　said　easily。　〃I　must　join　her　and　give　her　the　benefit　of　my　system。〃　

He　swung　round　on　his　heel　and　left　them　together。　Katherine　sat　down　again。　Her　heart　was　beating　rapidly　and　unevenly；　but　as　she　sat　there　talking　monplaces　to　the　quiet；　rather　shy　man　beside　her；　her　self…mand　came　back。　

Then　she　realized　with　a　shock　that　Knighton　also　was　laying　bare　his　heart；　much　as　Derek　had　done；　but　in　a　very　different　manner。　

He　was　shy　and　stammering。　The　words　came　haltingly　。　

〃From　the　first　moment　I　saw　you　…　I　…　I　ought　not　to　have　spoken　so　soon　…　but　Mr　Van　Aldin　may　leave　here　any　day；　and　I　might　not　have　another　chance。　I　know　you　can't　care　for　me　so　soon　…　that　is　impossible。　I　dare　say　it　is　presumption　anyway　on　my　part。　I　have　private　means；　but　not　very　much　…　no；　please　don't　answer　now。　I　know　what　your　answer　would　be。　But　in　case　I　went　away　suddenly　I　just　wanted　you　to　know　…　that　I　care。〃　

She　was　shaken　…　touched。　His　manner　was　so　gentle　and　appealing。　

〃There's　one　thing　more。　I　just　wanted　to　say　that　if　…　if　you　are　ever　in　trouble；　anything　that　I　can　do　…〃　

He　took　her　hand　in　his；　held　it　tightly　for　a　minute；　then　dropped　it　and　walked　rapidly　away　towards　the　Casino　without　looking　back。　

Katherine　sat　perfectly　still；　looking　after　him。　Derek　Kettering　…　Richard　Knighton　…　two　men　so　different　…　so　very　different。　There　was　something　kind　about　Knighton；　kind　and　trustworthy。　As　to　Derek　…　Then　suddenly　Katherine　had　a　very　curious　sensation。　She　felt　that　she　was　no　longer　sitting　alone　on　the　seat　in　the　Casino　gardens；　but　that　someone　was　standing　beside　her；　and　that　that　someone　was　the　dead　woman；　Ruth　Kettering。　She　had　a　further　impression　that　Ruth　wanted　…　badly　…　to　tell　her　something。　The　impression　was　so　curious；　so　vivid；　that　it　could　not　be　driven　away。　She　felt　absolutely　certain　that　the　spirit　of　Ruth　Kettering　was　trying　to　convey　something　of　vital　importance　to　her。　The　impression　faded。　Katherine　got　up；　trembling　a　little。　What　was　it　that　Ruth　Kettering　had　wanted　so　badly　to　say？　

Chapter　27　

INTERVIEW　WITH　MIRELLE

When　Knighton　left　Katherine　he　went　in　search　of　Hercule　Poirot；　whom　he　found　in　the　Rooms；　jauntily　placing　the　minimum　stake　on　the　even　numbers。　As　Knighton　joined　him；　the　number　thirty…three　turned　up；　and　Poirot's　stake　was　swept　away。　

〃Bad　luck！〃　said　Knighton；　〃are　you　going　to　stake　again？〃　

Poirot　shook　his　head。　

〃Not　at　present。〃　

〃Do　you　feel　the　fascination　of　gambling？〃　asked　Knighton　curiously。　

〃Not　at　roulette。〃　

Knighton　shot　a　swift　glance　at　him。　His　own　face　became　troubled。　He　spoke　haltingly；　with　a　touch　of　deference。　

〃I　wonder；　are　you　busy；　M。　Poirot？　There　is　something　I　would　like　to　ask　you　about。〃　

〃I　am　at　your　disposal。　Shall　we　go　outside？　It　is　pleasant　in　the　sunshine。〃　

They　strolled　out　together；　and　Knighton　drew　a　deep　breath。

〃I　love　the　Riviera；〃　he　said。　〃I　came　here　first　twelve　years　ago；　during　the　war；　when　I　was　sent　to　Lady　Tamplin's　Hospital。　It　was　like　Paradise；　ing　from　Flanders　to　this。〃

〃It　must　have　been；〃　said　Poirot。

〃How　long　ago　the　war　seems　now！〃　mused　Knighton。

They　walked　on　in　silence　for　some　little　way。

〃You　have　something　on　your　mind？〃　said　Poirot。

Knighton　looked　at　him　in　some　surprise。

〃You　are　quite　right；〃　he　confessed。　〃　I　don't　know　how　you　knew　it；　though。〃

〃It　showed　itself　only　too　plainly；〃　said　Poirot　drily。

〃I　did　not　know　that　I　was　so　transparent。〃

〃It　is　my　business　to　observe　the　physiognomy；〃　the　little　man　explained；　with　dignity。

〃I　will　tell　you；　M。　Poirot。　You　have　heard　of　this　dancer　woman　…　Mirelle？''　

〃She　who　is　the　chère　amie　of　M。　Derek　Kettering？〃

〃Yes；　that　is　the　one；　and；　knowing　this；　you　will　understand　that　Mr。　Van　Aldin　is　naturally　prejudiced　against　her。　She　wrote　to　him；　asking　for　an　interview。　He　told　me　to　dictate　a　curt　refusal；