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“
Exactly
.
Your
judgments
of
character
are
always
profound
,
my
friend
.
”
I
glanced
at
him
uneasily
,
but
he
seemed
perfectly
serious
.
A
twinkle
,
however
,
came
into
his
eye
,
and
he
added
slyly
:
“
That
is
to
say
,
when
there
is
no
question
of
a
beautiful
woman
!
”
I
looked
at
him
coldly
.
On
our
arrival
at
the
manor
-
house
,
the
door
was
opened
to
us
by
a
middle
-
aged
parlourmaid
.
Poirot
handed
her
his
card
,
and
a
letter
from
the
Insurance
Company
for
Mrs
.
Maltravers
.
She
showed
us
into
a
small
morning
-
room
,
and
retired
to
tell
her
mistress
.
About
ten
minutes
elapsed
,
and
then
the
door
opened
,
and
a
slender
figure
in
widow
’
s
weeds
stood
upon
the
threshold
.
“
Monsieur
Poirot
?
”
she
faltered
.
“
Madame
!
”
Poirot
sprang
gallantly
to
his
feet
and
hastened
towards
her
.
“
I
cannot
tell
you
how
I
regret
to
derange
you
in
this
way
.
But
what
will
you
?
Les
affaires
—
they
know
no
mercy
.
”
Mrs
.
Maltravers
permitted
him
to
lead
her
to
a
chair
.
Her
eyes
were
red
with
weeping
,
but
the
temporary
disfigurement
could
not
conceal
her
extraordinary
beauty
.
She
was
about
twenty
-
seven
or
eight
,
and
very
fair
,
with
large
blue
eyes
and
a
pretty
pouting
mouth
.
“
It
is
something
about
my
husband
’
s
insurance
,
is
it
?
But
must
I
be
bothered
now
—
so
soon
?
”
