Inglethorp's eyes
other hand, Mrs Cavendish believed
slip of paper
her mother-in-law clung so tenaciously was
written proof of her own husband's infidelity
She demanded it from Mrs Inglethorp who assured her, quite truly,
had nothing
matter
Mrs Cavendish
believe her
She thought that Mrs Inglethorp was shielding her stepson
Now Mrs Cavendish is
very resolute woman, and, behind her mask of reserve, she was madly jealous of her husband
She determined
hold
paper at all costs, and
resolution chance came to her aid
She happened to pick up the key of Mrs Inglethorp's despatch-case, which
lost that morning
She knew that her mother-in-law invariably kept all important papers
particular case

" Mrs Cavendish, therefore, made her plans as only
woman driven desperate through jealousy
done
evening she unbolted the door leading into Mademoiselle Cynthia's room
Possibly she applied oil
hinges, for
opened quite noiselessly when I tried it
She put off her project until the early hours
morning as being safer,
servants were accustomed to hearing her move about her room
She dressed completely in her land kit, and made her way quietly through Mademoiselle Cynthia's room into that of Mrs Inglethorp
''
He paused
moment, and Cynthia interrupted:
"But
woken up if anyone had come through my room ? ''
"Not
were drugged, mademoiselle
''
"Drugged ? ''
"Mais, oui ! ''
"You remember'' -- he addressed us collectively again -- "that through all the tumult and noise next door Mademoiselle Cynthia slept
That admitted of two possibilities
Either her sleep was feigned -- which
believe -- or her unconsciousness was indeed by artificial means

"
latter idea in my mind, I examined all the coffee-cups most carefully, remembering
Mrs Cavendish who had brought Mademoiselle Cynthia her coffee the night before
sample from each cup, and had them analysed -- with no result
I had counted the cups carefully,
event of one having been removed
Six persons had taken coffee, and six cups were duly found
I had to confess myself mistaken

"Then I discovered that I
guilty of
very grave oversight
Coffee
brought in for seven persons, not six, for Dr
Bauerstein
there that evening
This changed the face
whole affair, for
now one cup missing
The servants noticed nothing, since Annie, the housemaid, who took
coffee, brought in seven cups, not knowing that Mr Inglethorp never drank it, whereas Dorcas, who cleared them away the following morning, found six as usual -- or strictly speaking she found five, the sixth being the one found broken in Mrs Inglethorp's room

"
confident
missing cup
of Mademoiselle Cynthia
I had an additional reason
belief
fact that all the cups found contained sugar, which Mademoiselle Cynthia never took in her coffee
My attention was attracted
story of Annie about some 'salt'
tray of coco which she took every night to Mrs Inglethorp's room
I accordingly secured
sample
coco, and sent it
analysed
''
"But that had already been done by Dr
Bauerstein,'' said Lawrence quickly

"Not exactly
The analyst was asked by him to report whether strychnine was, or was not, present
have it tested, as
, for
narcotic
''
"For
narcotic ? ''
"Yes
analyst's report
Mrs Cavendish administered
safe, but effectual, narcotic to both Mrs Inglethorp and Mademoiselle Cynthia
And
possible that she had
mauvais quart d'heure in consequence ! Imagine her feelings when her mother-in-law is suddenly taken ill and dies, and immediately after she hears the word 'Poison' ! She has believed
sleeping draught she administered was perfectly harmless, but
that
terrible moment she
feared that Mrs Inglethorp's death lay at her door
seized with panic, and under its influence she hurries downstairs, and quickly drops the coffee-cup and saucer used by Mademoiselle Cynthia into
large brass vase, where
discovered later by Monsieur Lawrence
The remains
coco she dare not touch
Too many eyes are upon her
Guess at her relief when strychnine is mentioned, and she discovers that after all the tragedy
her doing

"
now able to account
symptoms of strychnine poisoning being
in making their appearance

narcotic taken with strychnine will delay the action
poison for some hours
''
Poirot paused
Mary looked up at him, the colour slowly rising in her face

"All
said is quite true, Monsieur Poirot
It
most awful hour
life
never forget it
But
wonderful
I understand now -- -- ''
"What I meant when
you that
safely confess to Papa Poirot, eh ? But
trust me
''
"
everything now,'' said Lawrence
"The drugged coco, taken on top
poisoned coffee, amply accounts
delay
''
"Exactly
But
coffee poisoned, or
not ? We come to
little difficulty here, since Mrs Inglethorp never drank it
''
"What ? '' The cry of surprise was universal

"No
remember my speaking of
stain
carpet in Mrs Inglethorp's room ? There were some peculiar points
stain
still damp, it exhaled
strong odour of coffee, and imbedded
nap
carpet
some little splinters of china
What had happened was plain
, for not two minutes before I had placed my little case
table near the window,
table, tilting up, had deposited it
floor on precisely the identical spot
In exactly the same way, Mrs Inglethorp had laid down her cup of coffee on reaching her room the night before,
treacherous table had played her the same trick

"What happened next is mere guess work on my part, but
say that Mrs Inglethorp picked up the broken cup and placed it
table
bed
Feeling in need of
stimulant of some kind, she heated up her coco, and drank it off then and there
Now
faced with
new problem
the coco contained no strychnine
The coffee was never drunk
Yet the strychnine must
administered between seven and nine o'clock that evening
What third medium was there --
medium so suitable for disguising the taste of strychnine
extraordinary no one has thought of it ? '' Poirot looked round the room, and then answered himself impressively
"Her medicine ! ''
"
murderer introduced the strychnine into her tonic ? '' I cried

"
no need to introduce it
already there --
mixture
The strychnine that killed Mrs Inglethorp
identical strychnine prescribed by Dr
Wilkins
that clear
,
read you an extract from
book on dispensing which
Dispensary
Red Cross Hospital at Tadminster:
" 'The following prescription has become famous in text books:
Strychninae Sulph
.
.
. gr
I
Potass Bromide
.
.
.
3vi
Aqua ad
.
.
.
.
.
3viii
Fiat Mistura
This solution deposits in
few hours the greater part
strychnine salt as an insoluble bromide in transparent crystals

lady in England lost her life by taking
similar mixture: the precipitated strychnine collected
bottom, and in taking the last dose she swallowed nearly all of it ! ''
"Now
,
, no bromide in Dr
Wilkins' prescription, but
remember that I mentioned an empty box of bromide powders
powders introduced
full bottle of medicine would effectually precipitate the strychnine,
book describes, and cause it
taken
last dose
learn later
person who usually poured out Mrs Inglethorp's medicine was always extremely careful not to shake the bottle, but to leave the sediment
bottom of it undisturbed

"
case,
been evidences
tragedy was intended
place on Monday evening
, Mrs Inglethorp's bell wire was neatly cut, and on Monday evening Mademoiselle Cynthia was spending the night with friends,
Mrs Inglethorp
quite alone
right wing, completely shut off from help of any kind, and
died, in all probability, before medical aid
summoned
But in her hurry
village entertainment Mrs Inglethorp forgot
her medicine,
she lunched away from home, so
last -- and fatal -- dose was actually taken twenty-four hours later than
anticipated
murderer; and
owing
delay
final proof -- the last link
chain -- is now in my hands
''
Amid breathless excitement, he held out three thin strips of paper

"A letter
murderer's own hand-writing, mes amis ! Had it been
little clearer in its terms,
possible that Mrs Inglethorp, warned
,
escaped
As
, she realized her danger, but not the manner of it
''
deathly silence, Poirot pieced together the slips of paper and, clearing his throat, read:
" 'Dearest Evelyn:
'
anxious at hearing nothing
all right -- only
to-night instead of last night
You understand
There's
coming once the old woman is dead and
way
No one can possibly bring home the crime
That idea of yours
bromides was
stroke of genius ! But
very circumspect

false step -- -- '
"Here, my friends, the letter breaks off
Doubtless the writer was interrupted; but there
no question as
identity
We all know this hand-writing and -- -- ''
howl that was almost
scream broke the silence

"You devil ! How did you get it ? ''
chair was overturned
Poirot skipped nimbly aside

quick movement
part,
assailant fell with
crash

"Messieurs, mesdames,'' said Poirot, with
flourish, "let me introduce you
murderer, Mr Alfred Inglethorp ! ''