Lord Edgware Dies

The doctor picked them up.

‘No, these are outdoor glasses,’ he affirmed. ‘Pretty powerful too. The person who wore these must have been very short-sighted.’

‘You do not know if Miss Adams—’

‘I never attended her before. I was called in once to see a poisoned finger of the maid’s. Otherwise I have never been in the flat. Miss Adams whom I saw for a moment on that occasion was certainly not wearing glasses then.’

Poirot thanked the doctor and we took our leave.

Poirot wore a puzzled expression.

‘It can be that I am mistaken,’ he admitted.

‘About the impersonation?’

‘No, no. That seems to me proved. No, I mean as to her death. Obviously she had veronal in her possession. It is possible that she was tired and strung up last night and determined to ensure herself a good night’s rest.’

Then he suddenly stopped dead—to the great surprise of the passers-by—and beat one hand emphatically on the other.

‘No, no, no, no!’ he declared emphatically. ‘Why should that accident happen so conveniently? It was no accident. It was not suicide. No, she played her part and in doing so she signed her death warrant. Veronal may have been chosen simply because it was known that she occasionally took it and that she had that box in her possession. But, if so, the murderer must have been someone who knew her well. Who is D, Hastings? I would give a good deal to know who D was.’

‘Poirot,’ I said, as he remained rapt in thought. ‘Hadn’t we better go on? Everyone is staring at us.’

‘Eh? Well, perhaps you are right. Though it does not incommode me that people should stare. It does not interfere in the least with my train of thought.’

‘People were beginning to laugh,’ I murmured.

‘That has no importance.’

I did not quite agree. I have a horror of doing anything conspicuous. The only thing that affects Poirot is the possibility of the damp or the heat affecting the set of his famous moustache.

‘We will take a taxi,’ said Poirot, waving his stick.

One drew up by us, and Poirot directed it to go Genevieve in Moffat Street.

Genevieve turned out to be one of those establishments where one nondescript hat and a scarf display themselves in a glass box downstairs and where the real centre of operations is one floor up a flight of musty-smelling stairs.

Having climbed the stairs we came to a door with ‘Genevieve. Please Walk In’ on it, and having obeyed this command we found ourselves in a small room full of hats while an imposing blonde creature came forward with a suspicious glance at Poirot.

‘Miss Driver?’ asked Poirot.

‘I do not know if Modom can see you. What is your business, please?’

‘Please tell Miss Driver that a friend of Miss Adams would like to see her.’

The blonde beauty had no need to go on this errand. A black velvet curtain was violently agitated and a small vivacious creature with flaming red hair emerged.

‘What’s that?’ she demanded.

‘Are you Miss Driver?’

‘Yes. What’s that about Carlotta?’

‘You have heard the sad news?’

‘What sad news?’

‘Miss Adams died in her sleep last night. An overdose of veronal.’

The girl’s eyes opened wide.

‘How awful!’ she exclaimed. ‘Poor Carlotta. I can hardly believe it. Why, she was full of life yesterday.’

‘Nevertheless it is true, Mademoiselle,’ said Poirot. ‘Now see—it is just on one o’clock. I want you to do me the honour of coming out to lunch with me and my friend. I want to ask you several questions.’

The girl looked him up and down. She was a pugilistic little creature. She reminded me in some ways of a fox terrier.

‘Who are you?’ she demanded bluntly.

‘My name is Hercule Poirot. This is my friend Captain Hastings.’

I bowed.

Her glance travelled from one to the other of us.

‘I’ve heard of you,’ she said abruptly. ‘I’ll come.’

She called to the blonde:

‘Dorothy?’

‘Yes, Jenny.’

‘Mrs Lester’s coming in about that Rose Descartes model we’re making for her. Try the different feathers. Bye-bye, shan’t be long, I expect.’

She picked up a small black hat, affixed it to one ear, powdered her nose furiously, and then looked at Poirot.

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