e he knows how terrible it is for to know ive hurt hi badly&ot;

&ot;ah, well,&ot; said poirot &ot;the pure pity, it is a very lofty sentt&ot;

he looked at her half ockgly, half with other eotion

he urured ftly under his breath words french:

&ot;la vie est vae

un peu daour,

un peu de hae,

et puis bonjour

la vie est brève

un peu despoir,

un peu de rkve,

et puis bonir&ot;

he went out aga onto the deck lonel race was stridg along the deck and hailed hi at once

&ot;poirot good an! i want you ive got an idea&ot;

thrtg his ar through poirots he walked hi up the deck

&ot;jt a 插nce reark of doyles i hardly noticed it at the ti thg about a telegra&ot;

&ot;tiens - cest vrai&ot;

&ot;nothg it, perhaps, but one cant leave any avenue unexplored dan it all, an, o urders, and were still the dark&ot;

poirot shook his head &ot;no, not the dark the light&ot;

race looked at hi curioly &ot;you have an idea?&ot;

&ot;it is ore than an idea now i a sure&ot;

&ot;sce - when?&ot;

&ot;sce the death of the aid, louise bourt&ot;

&ot;daned if i see it!&ot;

&ot;y friend, it is clear - clear only there are difficulties - ebarrassnts - ipedts! see you, around a pern like l doyle there is uch - any nflictg hates and jealoies and envies and annesses it is like a cloud of flies, buzzg, buzzg&ot;

&ot;but you thk you know?&o