trying
what you wish
because
trying to drown and stifle your instinct, which tells you another name -- -- '' "No, no, no ! '' cried Miss Howard wildly, flinging up her hands
"Don't say it ! Oh, don't say it ! It isn't true ! It can't be true
I don't know what put such
wild -- such
dreadful -- idea into my head ! ''
"
right, am I not ? '' asked Poirot

"Yes, yes;
wizard
guessed
But it can't be so -- it's too monstrous, too impossible
It
Alfred Inglethorp
''
Poirot shook his head gravely

"Don't ask me
,'' continued Miss Howard, "because I shan't tell you
I won't admit it, even to myself
mad
thing
''
Poirot nodded,
satisfied

"
nothing
enough
as
And I -- I, too, have an instinct
working together towards
common end
''
"Don't ask me to
, because I won't
I wouldn't lift
finger to -- to -- -- '' She faltered

"
help me
of yourself
I
nothing -- but
my ally
to help yourself
do
that
of you
''
"
is ? ''
"
watch ! ''
Evelyn Howard bowed her head

"Yes,
't help doing that
always watching -- always hoping
proved wrong
''
"
wrong, well and good,'' said Poirot
"No one
more pleased than
But,
right ?
right, Miss Howard, on whose side
then ? ''
"I don't know, I don't know -- -- ''
"Come now
''
"It
hushed up
''
"
no hushing up
''
"But Emily herself -- -- '' She broke off

"Miss Howard,'' said Poirot gravely, "
unworthy of you
''
Suddenly she took her face from her hands

"Yes,'' she said quietly, "that was not Evelyn Howard who spoke ! '' She flung her head up proudly
"
Evelyn Howard ! And
side of Justice ! Let the cost be what it may
'' And
words, she walked firmly
room

"There,'' said Poirot, looking after her, "goes
very valuable ally
That woman, Hastings, has got brains
as
heart
''
reply

"Instinct is
marvellous thing,'' mused Poirot
"It can neither be explained nor ignored
''
"You and Miss Howard seem
what
talking about,'' I observed coldly
"Perhaps you don't
still
dark
''
"Really ?
so, mon ami ? ''
"Yes
Enlighten me,
? ''
Poirot studied me attentively for
moment or two
Then, to my intense surprise, he shook his head decidedly

"No, my friend
''
"Oh, look here,
? ''
"Two is enough for
secret
''
"Well,
very unfair
back facts from me
''
"
not keeping back facts
Every fact that
is in your possession
draw your own deductions
question of ideas
''
"Still, it
interesting
''
Poirot looked at me very earnestly, and again shook his head

"
,''
sadly, "
no instincts
''
"
intelligence you were requiring just now,'' I pointed out

"The two often go together,'' said Poirot enigmatically

The remark seemed so utterly irrelevant that
even
trouble to answer it
But I decided that if
any interesting and important discoveries -- as
--
keep them to myself, and surprise Poirot
ultimate result

times when
one's duty to assert oneself