The Mysterious Affair at Styles


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You will not speak?"  
No. I do not believe that anyone could be so monstrous as to accuse me of  
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what you say."  
Poirot nodded thoughtfully, like a man whose mind is made up.  
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Soit!" he said. "Then I must speak for you."  
Alfred Inglethorp sprang up again.  
You? How can you speak? You do not know----" he broke off abruptly.  
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Poirot turned to face us. "Mesdames and messieurs! I speak! Listen! I,  
Hercule Poirot, affirm that the man who entered the chemist's shop, and  
purchased strychnine at six o'clock on Monday last was not Mr. Inglethorp,  
for at six o'clock on that day Mr. Inglethorp was escorting Mrs. Raikes back  
to her home from a neighbouring farm. I can produce no less than five  
witnesses to swear to having seen them together, either at six or just after  
and, as you may know, the Abbey Farm, Mrs. Raikes's home, is at least two  
and a half miles distant from the village. There is absolutely no question as  
to the alibi!"  
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