fergon (political?)

group ii

rs allerton

ti allerton

rnelia robn

iss bowers

rs otterbourne

jas fanthorp

dr bessner

signor richetti

poirot pu射d the paper back

&ot;it is very jt, very exact, what you have written there&ot;

&ot;you agree with it?&ot;

&ot;yes&ot;

&ot;and now what is your ntribution?&ot;

poirot drew hiself up an iportant anner

&ot;, i pose to yself one estion: why was the pistol thrown overboard?&ot;

&ot;thats all?&ot;

&ot;at the ont, yes until i can arrive at a satisfactory answer to that estion, there is no sense anywhere that is - that t be the startg pot you will notice, y friend, that, your suary of where we stand, you have not attepted to answer that pot&ot;

race shrugd his shoulders

&ot;panic&ot;

poirot shook his head perplexedly he picked up the dden velvet wrap and othed it out, wet and lip, on the table his fr traced the srched arks and the burnt holes

&ot;tell , y friend,&ot; he said suddenly &ot;you are ore nversant with firears than i a would such a thg as this, wrapped round a pistol, ake uch difference ufflg the und?&ot;

&ot;no, it wouldnt not like a silencer, for stance&ot;

poirot nodded he went on: &ot;a an - certaly a an who had had uch handlg of firears - would know that but a woan - a woan would not know&ot;

race looked at hi curioly &ot;probably not&ot;

&ot;no