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The
examining
magistrate
stroked
his
beard
disconsolately
.
“
And
you
can
fix
the
time
of
this
outrage
?
”
“
Yes
,
I
distinctly
remember
hearing
the
clock
on
the
mantelpiece
strike
two
.
”
She
nodded
towards
an
eight
-
day
travelling
clock
in
a
leather
case
which
stood
in
the
centre
of
the
chimney
-
piece
.
Poirot
rose
from
his
seat
,
scrutinized
the
clock
carefully
,
and
nodded
,
satisfied
.
“
And
here
too
,
”
exclaimed
M
.
Bex
,
“
is
a
wrist
watch
,
knocked
off
the
dressing
-
table
by
the
assassins
,
without
doubt
,
and
smashed
to
atoms
.
Little
did
they
know
it
would
testify
against
them
.
”
Gently
he
picked
away
the
fragments
of
broken
glass
.
Suddenly
his
face
changed
to
one
of
utter
stupefaction
.
“
Mon
Dieu
!
”
he
ejaculated
.
“
What
is
it
?
”
“
The
hands
of
the
watch
point
to
seven
o
’
clock
!
”
“
What
?
”
cried
the
examining
magistrate
,
astonished
.
