The Mysterious Affair at Styles


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"Look here, what's going to happen when these two meet?"  
I shook my head helplessly.  
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I've told Mary to keep them apart if she can."  
Will she be able to do so?"  
The Lord only knows. There's one thing, Inglethorp himself won't be too  
keen on meeting her."  
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You've got the keys still, haven't you, Poirot?" I asked, as we reached the  
door of the locked room.  
Taking the keys from Poirot, John unlocked it, and we all passed in. The  
lawyer went straight to the desk, and John followed him.  
"My mother kept most of her important papers in this despatch-case, I  
believe," he said.  
Poirot drew out the small bunch of keys.  
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Permit me. I locked it, out of precaution, this morning."  
But it's not locked now."  
Impossible!"  
See." And John lifted the lid as he spoke.  
Milles tonnerres!" cried Poirot, dumfounded. "And I--who have both the  
keys in my pocket!" He flung himself upon the case. Suddenly he stiffened.  
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En voila une affaire! This lock has been forced."  
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What?"  
Poirot laid down the case again.  
"But who forced it? Why should they? When? But the door was locked?"  
These exclamations burst from us disjointedly.  
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