The Mysterious Affair at Styles


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Perhaps you would like to come with me?"  
We acquiesced and followed him out of the room. John strode on ahead and  
I took the opportunity of whispering to Poirot:  
"There will be an inquest then?"  
Poirot nodded absently. He seemed absorbed in thought; so much so that  
my curiosity was aroused.  
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What is it? You are not attending to what I say."  
It is true, my friend. I am much worried."  
Why?"  
Because Mademoiselle Cynthia does not take sugar in her coffee."  
What? You cannot be serious?"  
But I am most serious. Ah, there is something there that I do not  
understand. My instinct was right."  
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What instinct?"  
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The instinct that led me to insist on examining those coffee-cups. Chut! no  
more now!"  
We followed John into his study, and he closed the door behind us.  
Mr. Wells was a pleasant man of middle-age, with keen eyes, and the typical  
lawyer's mouth. John introduced us both, and explained the reason of our  
presence.  
"You will understand, Wells," he added, "that this is all strictly private. We  
are still hoping that there will turn out to be no need for investigation of any  
kind."  
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Quite so, quite so," said Mr. Wells soothingly. "I wish we could have spared  
you the pain and publicity of an inquest, but of course it's quite unavoidable  
in the absence of a doctor's certificate."  
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