Agatha Christie - Poirot 06 by The Mystery Of The Blue Train

Author:The Mystery Of The Blue Train [Train, The Mystery Of The Blue]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-25T21:16:23.576000+00:00

lov^ . you before, I will love you a hundred tiin^ more now. I will make life wonderful ^or ,|

vou--but wonderful. There is no one like Mirelle." Her eyes burned into his. She saw him grow pale and draw in his breath, and she smiled to herself contentedly. She knew her own magic and power over men. "That is settled," she said softly, and gave a little laugh. "And now, Dereek, will you give me lunch?" "No." He drew in his breath sharply and rose tohis feet. "I am sorry, but I told you--I have got an engagement." "You are lunching with some one else? Bah! I don't believe it." "I am lunching with that lady over there." He crossed abruptly to where a lady in white had just come up the steps. He addressed her a little breathlessly. "Miss Grey, will you--will you have lunch with me? You met me at Lady TamPlin's, if you remember." Katherine looked at him for a minute or ^o with those thoughtful grey eyes that said s0 much. 'Thank you,"

she said, after a moment's Pause; "I should like to very much."

Chapter 19 An Unexpected Visitor the comte de LA roche had just finished dejeuner, consisting of an omelette fines herbes^ an entrecote Beamaise, and a Savarin au Rhum. Wiping his fine black moustache delicately with his table napkin, the Comte rose from the table. He passed through the salon of the villa, noting with appreciation the few objets d'art which were carelessly scattered about. The Louis XV. snuff-box, the satin shoe worn by Marie Antoinette, and the other historic trifles were part of the Comte5 s wise en scene. They were, he would explain to his fair visitors, heirlooms in his family. Passing through on to the terrace, the Comte looked out on the Mediterranean with an unseeing eye. He was in no mood for appreciating the beauties of scenery. A fully matured scheme had been rudely brought to naught, and his plans had to be cast afresh. Stretching hin^ self out in a basket chair, a cigarette hel0

between his white fingers, the Comte pondered deeply. presently Hippolyte, his manservant, brought out coffee and a choice of liqueurs.The Comte selected some very fine old brandy. As the man-servant was preparing to depart, the Comte arrested him with a slight gesture.

Hippolyte stood respectfully to attention. His countenance was hardly a prepossessingone, but the correctitude of his demeanour went far to obliterate the fact. He was now the picture of respectful attention.

"It is possible," said the Comte, "that in the course of the next few days various strangers may come to the house. They will endeavour to scrape acquaintance with you and with Marie. They will probably ask you various questions concerning me." "Yes, Monsieur Ie Comte." "Perhaps this has already happened?" "No, Monsieur Ie Comte." "There have been no strangers about the Nace? You are certain?" 'There has been no one. Monsieur Ie Cointe." 'That is well," said the Comte drily; ^f\^

"nevertheless they will come--I am sure of it.

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