The Mysterious Affair

the faintest possible loop-hole in the evidence, but you always were a marvel! So long, then, moosier.”

The two detectives strode away, Summerhaye with an incredulous grin on his face.

“Well, my friend,” cried Poirot, before I could get in a word, “what do you think? Mon Dieu! I had some warm moments in that court; I did not figure to myself that the man would be so pig-headed as to refuse to say anything at all. Decidedly, it was the policy of an imbecile.”


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the faintest possible loop-hole in the evidence, but you always were a marvel! So long, then, moosier.”

The two detectives strode away, Summerhaye with an incredulous grin on his face.

“Well, my friend,” cried Poirot, before I could get in a word, “what do you think? Mon Dieu! I had some warm moments in that court; I did not figure to myself that the man would be so pig-headed as to refuse to say anything at all. Decidedly, it was the policy of an imbecile.”


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