very sure
Well, that simplifies matters
'' We went up together
room
tragedy
For convenience I append
plan
room
principal articles of furniture

Poirot locked the door
inside, and proceeded to
minute inspection
room
He darted from one object
other
agility of
grasshopper
I remained
door, fearing to obliterate any clues
Poirot, however,
seem grateful
forbearance

"What
, my friend,'' he cried, "that you remain there like -- how
say it ? -- ah, yes, the stuck pig ? ''
I explained that
afraid of obliterating any foot-marks

"Foot-marks ? But what an idea ! There has already been practically an army
room ! What foot-marks are we likely
? No, come here and aid me in my search
put down my little case until
it
''
so,
round table
window, but
an ill-advised proceeding; for, the top of it being loose, it tilted up, and precipitated the despatch-case
floor

"Eh violà une table ! '' cried Poirot
"An, my friend, one may live in
big house and yet have no comfort
''
After which piece of moralizing, he resumed his search

small purple despatch-case, with
key
lock,
writing-table, engaged his attention for
out the key
lock, and passed it
to inspect
nothing peculiar, however
an ordinary key
Yale type, with
bit of twisted wire
handle

Next, he examined the framework
door we had broken in, assuring himself
bolt had really been shot
Then he went
door opposite leading into Cynthia's room
That door was also bolted, as I had stated
However, he went
length of unbolting it, and opening and shutting it
; this
utmost precaution against
MRS
INGLETHORPE'S BEDROOM
making any noise
Suddenly something
bolt itself seemed to rivet his attention
He examined it carefully, and then, nimbly whipping out
pair of small forceps
case, he drew out some minute particle which he carefully sealed up in
tiny envelope

chest of drawers
tray with
spirit lamp and
small saucepan

small quantity of
dark fluid remained
saucepan, and an empty cup and saucer that
drunk out of stood near it

I wondered how I
so unobservant
overlook this
Here was
clue worth having
Poirot delicately dipped his finger into liquid, and tasted it gingerly
grimace

"Coco -- with --
-- rum
''
He passed on
debris
floor, where the table
bed
overturned

reading-lamp, some books, matches,
bunch of keys,
crushed fragments of
coffee-cup lay scattered about

"Ah,
curious,'' said Poirot

"
confess that
nothing particularly curious
''
"
? Observe the lamp -- the chimney is broken in two places; they lie there
fell
But see, the coffee-cup is absolutely smashed to powder
''
"Well,''
wearily, "I suppose some one
stepped
''
"Exactly,'' said Poirot, in an odd voice
"Some one stepped
''
He rose
knees, and walked slowly across
mantelpiece, where he stood abstractedly fingering the ornaments, and straightening them --
trick
when
agitated

"Mon ami,''
, turning
, "somebody stepped
cup, grinding it to powder,
reason
so was either because it contained strychnine or --
far more serious -- because it
contain strychnine ! ''
no reply
bewildered, but
no good asking him to explain
In
moment or two he roused himself, and went on
investigations
He picked up the bunch of keys
floor, and twirling them round
fingers finally selected one, very bright and shining, which he tried
lock
purple despatch-case
It fitted, and he opened the box, but after
moment's hesitation, closed and relocked it, and slipped the bunch of keys,
key that had originally stood
lock, into his own pocket

"
no authority
through these papers
But it
-- at once ! ''
He then made
very careful examination
drawers
wash-stand
Crossing the room
left-hand window,
round stain, hardly visible
dark brown carpet, seemed to interest him particularly
He went down
knees, examining it minutely -- even going
smell it

Finally, he poured
few drops
coco into
test tube, sealing it up carefully
His next proceeding was
out
little notebook

"
found
room,''
, writing busily, "six points of interest
Shall I enumerate them, or
? ''
"Oh, you,'' I replied hastily

"
, then
One,
coffee-cup that
ground into powder; two,
despatch-case with
key
lock; three,
stain
floor
''
"
done
,'' I interrupted

"No,
is still perceptibly damp and smells of coffee
Four,
fragment of some dark green fabric -- only
thread or two, but recognizable
''
"Ah ! '' I cried
"That was what you sealed up
envelope
''
"Yes
It may turn out
piece of one of Mrs Inglethorp's own dresses, and quite unimportant
see
Five, this ! '' With
dramatic gesture, he pointed to
large splash of candle grease
floor
writing-table
"It must
done since yesterday, otherwise
good housemaid
at once removed it with blotting-paper and
hot iron
One
best hats once -- but
point
''
"
very likely done last night
We were very agitated
Or perhaps Mrs Inglethorp herself dropped her candle
''
"You brought
candle
room ? ''
"Yes
Lawrence Cavendish was carrying it
But
very upset
something over here'' -- I indicated the mantelpiece -- "that absolutely paralysed him
''
"
interesting,'' said Poirot quickly
"Yes,
suggestive'' -- his eye sweeping the whole length
wall -- "but
not his candle that made this great patch,
perceive
white grease; whereas Monsieur Lawrence's candle,
still
dressing-table, is pink
other hand, Mrs Inglethorp had no candlestick
room, only
reading-lamp
''
"Then,''
, "what
deduce ? ''
my friend only made
rather irritating reply, urging me to use my own natural faculties

"
sixth point ? '' I asked
"I suppose
sample of coco
''
"No,'' said Poirot thoughtfully
"
included that
six, but
No, the sixth point
keep to myself
''
He looked quickly round the room
"
nothing more
here,
, unless'' -- he stared earnestly and long
dead ashes
grate
"The fire burns -- and it destroys
But by chance --
--
! ''
Deftly, on hands and knees, he began to sort the ashes
grate
fender, handling them
greatest caution
Suddenly,
faint exclamation

"The forceps, Hastings ! ''
I quickly handed them to him, and with skill he extracted
small piece of half charred paper

"There, mon ami ! '' he cried
"What
? ''
I scrutinized the fragment
an exact reproduction of it: --
[A picture]
puzzled
unusually thick, quite unlike ordinary notepaper
Suddenly an idea struck me

"Poirot ! '' I cried
"
fragment of
will ! ''
"Exactly
''
I looked up at him sharply

"
surprised ? ''
"No,''
gravely, "I expected it
''
I relinquished the piece of paper, and watched him put it away
case,
same methodical care that he bestowed on everything
My brain was in
whirl