Cards on the Table. Agatha Christie
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Название: Cards on the Table
Автор: Agatha Christie
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Ужасы и Мистика
Серия: Poirot
isbn: 9780007422197
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‘It must be a dangerous sort of life that you lead, Major Despard, wandering about in these wild places.’
Despard shrugged his shoulders. He smiled slightly.
‘Mr Shaitana didn’t lead a dangerous life—but he is dead, and I am alive!’
‘He may have led a more dangerous life than you think,’ said Battle meaningly.
‘What do you mean?’
‘The late Mr Shaitana was a bit of a Nosey Parker,’ said Battle.
The other leaned forward.
‘You mean that he meddled with other people’s lives—that he discovered—what?’
‘I really meant that perhaps he was the sort of man who meddled—er—well, with women.’
Major Despard leant back in his chair. He laughed, an amused but indifferent laugh.
‘I don’t think women would take a mountebank like that seriously.’
‘What’s your theory of who killed him, Major Despard?’
‘Well, I know I didn’t. Little Miss Meredith didn’t. I can’t imagine Mrs Lorrimer doing so—she reminds me of one of my more God-fearing aunts. That leaves the medical gentleman.’
‘Can you describe your own and other people’s movements this evening?’
‘I got up twice—once for an ash-tray, and I also poked the fire—and once for a drink—’
‘At what times?’
‘I couldn’t say. First time might have been about half-past ten, the second time eleven, but that’s pure guesswork. Mrs Lorrimer went over to the fire once and said something to Shaitana. I didn’t actually hear him answer, but, then, I wasn’t paying attention. I couldn’t swear he didn’t. Miss Meredith wandered about the room a bit, but I don’t think she went over near the fireplace. Roberts was always jumping up and down—three or four times at least.’
‘I’ll ask you M. Poirot’s question,’ said Battle with a smile. ‘What did you think of them as bridge players?’
‘Miss Meredith’s quite a good player. Roberts overcalls his hand disgracefully. He deserves to go down more than he does. Mrs Lorrimer’s damned good.’
Battle turned to Poirot.
‘Anything else, M. Poirot?’
Poirot shook his head.
Despard gave his address as the Albany, wished them goodnight and left the room.
As he closed the door behind him, Poirot made a slight movement.
‘What is it?’ demanded Battle.
‘Nothing,’ said Poirot. ‘It just occurred to me that he walked like a tiger—yes, just so—lithe, easy, does the tiger move along.’
‘H’m!’ said Battle. ‘Now, then’—his eyes glanced round at his three companions—‘which of ’em did it?’
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