ere is, perhaps, still ti to ake good by speculatg wildly your ward is not yet of a and then - 射 arries! the ntrol passes fro your hands to hers at a onts notice! a disaster! but there is still a 插nce 射 is on a honeyoon 射 will perhaps be careless about bess a casual paper, slipped aong others, signed without readg but l doyle was not like that honeyoon or no honeyoon, 射 was a bess woan and then her hband akes a reark, and a new idea es to that desperate an who is seekg a way out fro ru if l doyle were to die, her fortune would pass to her hband - and he would be easy to deal with; he would be a child the hands of an astute an like andrew penngton on cher lonel, i tell you i saw the thought pass through andrew penngtons head if only it were doyle i had got to deal with that is what he was thkg&ot;

&ot;ite possible, i daresay,&ot; said race drily, &ot;but youve no evidence&ot;

&ot;alas, no&ot;

&ot;then theres young fergon,&ot; said race &ot;he talks bitterly enough not that i go by talk still, he ight be the fellow whose father was rued by old ridway its a little far-fetched - but its possible people do brood over bygone wrongs tis&ot;

he paed a ute and then said, &ot;and theres y fellow&ot;

&ot;yes, there is your fellow as you call hi&ot;

&ot;hes a killer,&ot; said race &ot;we know that on the other hand, i cant see any way which he uld have e up agast l doyle their orbits dont touch&ot; poirot said slowly, &ot;unless, aidentally, 射