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“
It
is
to
the
curtains
I
refer
.
They
were
not
drawn
.
A
little
odd
,
that
.
And
then
there
was
the
coffee
.
It
was
very
black
coffee
.
”
“
Well
,
what
of
it
?
”
“
Very
black
,
”
repeated
Poirot
.
“
In
conjunction
with
that
let
us
remember
that
very
little
of
the
rice
soufflé
was
eaten
,
and
we
get
—
what
?
”
“
Moonshine
,
”
laughed
the
doctor
.
“
You
’
re
pulling
my
leg
.
”
“
Never
do
I
pull
the
leg
.
Hastings
here
knows
that
I
am
perfectly
serious
.
”
“
I
don
’
t
know
what
you
are
getting
at
,
all
the
same
,
”
I
confessed
.
“
You
don
’
t
suspect
the
manservant
,
do
you
?
He
might
have
been
in
with
the
gang
,
and
put
some
dope
in
the
coffee
.
I
suppose
they
’
ll
test
his
alibi
?
”
“
Without
doubt
,
my
friend
;
but
it
is
the
alibi
of
Signor
Ascanio
that
interests
me
.
”
“
You
think
he
has
an
alibi
?
”
“
That
is
just
what
worries
me
.
I
have
no
doubt
that
we
shall
soon
be
enlightened
on
that
point
.
”
The
Daily
Newsmonger
enabled
us
to
become
conversant
with
succeeding
events
.
