The Mysterious Affair at Styles


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You have me," I protested.  
True, but you are not sufficient."  
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I was hurt, and showed it. Poirot hurried to explain himself.  
"You do not quite take my meaning. You are known to be working with me. I  
want somebody who is not associated with us in any way."  
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Oh, I see. How about John?"  
No, I think not."  
The dear fellow isn't perhaps very bright," I said thoughtfully.  
Here comes Miss Howard," said Poirot suddenly. "She is the very person.  
But I am in her black books, since I cleared Mr. Inglethorp. Still, we can but  
try."  
With a nod that was barely civil, Miss Howard assented to Poirot's request  
for a few minutes' conversation.  
We went into the little morning-room, and Poirot closed the door.  
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Well, Monsieur Poirot," said Miss Howard impatiently, "what is it? Out with  
it. I'm busy."  
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Do you remember, mademoiselle, that I once asked you to help me?"  
Yes, I do." The lady nodded. "And I told you I'd help you with pleasure--to  
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hang Alfred Inglethorp."  
"Ah!" Poirot studied her seriously. "Miss Howard, I will ask you one question.  
I beg of you to reply to it truthfully."  
"Never tell lies," replied Miss Howard.  
"It is this. Do you still believe that Mrs. Inglethorp was poisoned by her  
husband?"  
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What do you mean?" she asked sharply. "You needn't think your pretty  
explanations influence me in the slightest. I'll admit that it wasn't he who  
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