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The
first
throb
of
the
engines
was
felt
,
and
Poirot
groaned
and
closed
his
eyes
.
“
Major
Norman
has
a
map
of
Northern
France
if
you
would
like
to
study
it
?
”
Poirot
shook
his
head
impatiently
.
“
But
no
,
but
no
!
Leave
me
,
my
friend
.
See
you
,
to
think
,
the
stomach
and
the
brain
must
be
in
harmony
.
Laverguier
has
a
method
most
excellent
for
averting
the
mal
de
mer
.
You
breathe
in
—
and
out
—
slowly
,
so
—
turning
the
head
from
left
to
right
and
counting
six
between
each
breath
.
”
I
left
him
to
his
gymnastic
endeavours
,
and
went
on
deck
.
As
we
came
slowly
into
Boulogne
Harbour
Poirot
appeared
,
neat
and
smiling
,
and
announced
to
me
in
a
whisper
that
Laverguier
’
s
system
had
succeeded
“
to
a
marvel
!
”
Japp
’
s
forefinger
was
still
tracing
imaginary
routes
on
his
map
.
“
Nonsense
!
The
car
started
from
Boulogne
—
here
they
branched
off
.
Now
,
my
idea
is
that
they
transferred
the
Prime
Minister
to
another
car
.
See
?
”
“
Well
,
”
said
the
tall
detective
,
“
I
shall
make
for
the
seaports
.
Ten
to
one
,
they
’
ve
smuggled
him
on
board
a
ship
.
”
Japp
shook
his
head
.
“
Too
obvious
.
The
order
went
out
at
once
to
close
all
the
ports
.
”
