If anyone got an inkling - it would have been all up with my post as housekeeper.
So I wrote to him in the way I have just told you.’
‘And in the morning you came to see Dr Sheppard?’
‘Yes.
I wondered if something could be done.
He was not a bad boy - before he took to drugs.’
‘I see,’ said Poirot.
‘Now let us go on with the story.
He came that night to the summerhouse?’
‘Yes, he was waiting for me when I got there.
He was very rough and abusive.
I had brought with me all the money I had, and I gave it to him.
We talked a little, and then he went away.’
‘What time was that?’
‘It must have been between twenty and twenty-five minutes past nine. It was not yet half-past when I got back to the house.’ ‘Which way did he go?’ ‘Straight out the same way he came, by the path that joined the drive just inside the lodge gates.’
Poirot nodded. ‘And you, what did you do?’
‘I went back to the house.
Major Blunt was walking up and down the terrace smoking, so I made a detour to get round to the side door.
It was just then on half-past nine, as I tell you.’
Poirot nodded again. He made a note or two in a microscopic pocketbook.
‘I think that is all,’ he said thoughtfully.
•Ought I -?’ she hesitated. ‘Ought I to tell all this to Inspector Raglan?’
‘It may come to that. But let us not be in a hurry.
Let us proceed slowly, with due order and method.
Charles Kent is not yet formally charged with murder. Circumstances may arise which will render your story unnecessary.’
Miss Russell rose. ‘Thank you very much, M. Poirot,’ she said. ‘You have been very kind - very kind indeed.
You - you do believe me, don’t you? That Charles had nothing to do with this wicked murder!’
‘There seems no doubt that the man who was talking to Mr Ackroyd in the library at nine-thirty could not possibly have been your son.
Be of good courage, mademoiselle.
All will yet be well.’
Miss Russell departed.
Poirot and I were left together.
‘So that’s that,’ I said.
‘Every time we come back to Ralph Paton.
How did you manage to spot Miss Russell as the person Charles Kent came to meet?
Did you notice the resemblance?’
‘I had connected her with the unknown man long before we actually came face to face with him. As soon as we found that quill.
The quill suggested dope, and I remembered your account of Miss Russell’s visit to you.
Then I found the article on cocaine in that morning’s paper.
It all seemed very clear.
She had heard from someone that morning - someone addicted to drugs, she read the article in the paper, and she came to ask you a few tentative questions.
She mentioned cocaine, since the article in question was on cocaine. Then, when you seemed too interested, she switched hurriedly to the subject of detective stories and untraceable poisons.
I suspected a son or a brother, or some other undesirable male relation.
Ah! but I must go.
It is the time of the lunch.’
‘Stay and lunch with us,’ I suggested.
Poirot shook his head. A faint twinkle came into his eye. ‘Not again today.
I should not like to force Mademoiselle Caroline to adopt a vegetarian diet two days in succession.’
It occurred to me that there was not much which escaped Hercule Poirot.
Chapter 21