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“
Going
to
search
her
?
”
she
demanded
,
pointing
at
Célestine
.
“
Yes
,
yes
!
”
He
shut
the
door
on
her
and
turned
the
key
.
Célestine
accompanied
the
searcher
into
the
small
room
in
her
turn
.
A
few
minutes
later
she
also
returned
.
Nothing
had
been
found
on
her
.
The
inspector
’
s
face
grew
graver
.
“
I
’
m
afraid
I
’
ll
have
to
ask
you
to
come
along
with
me
all
the
same
,
miss
.
”
He
turned
to
Mrs
.
Opalsen
.
“
I
’
m
sorry
,
madam
,
but
all
the
evidence
points
that
way
.
If
she
’
s
not
got
them
on
her
,
they
’
re
hidden
somewhere
about
the
room
.
”
Célestine
uttered
a
piercing
shriek
,
and
clung
to
Poirot
’
s
arm
.
The
latter
bent
and
whispered
something
in
the
girl
’
s
ear
.
She
looked
up
at
him
doubtfully
.
“
Si
,
si
,
mon
enfant
—
I
assure
you
it
is
better
not
to
resist
.
”
Then
he
turned
to
the
inspector
.
“
You
permit
,
monsieur
?
A
little
experiment
—
purely
for
my
own
satisfaction
.
”
“
Depends
on
what
it
is
,
”
replied
the
police
officer
non
-
committally
.
Poirot
addressed
Célestine
once
more
.
“
You
have
told
us
that
you
went
into
your
room
to
fetch
a
reel
of
cotton
.
Whereabouts
was
it
?
”
