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hettis hands flew expressively up the air
his answers were propt he had gone to bed early - very early fact idiately after dner he had read for a while - a very terestg paphlet lately publi射d - prдhistorische forschung kleasien - throg an entirely new light on the pated pottery of the anatolian foothills
he had put out his light ti before eleven no, he had not heard any shot nor any und like the pop of a rk the only thg he had heard - but that was later, the iddle of the night - was a splash, a big splash, jt near his porthole
&ot;your cab is on the lower deck, on the starboard side, is it not?&ot;
&ot;yes, yes, that is and i hear the big splash&ot; his ars flew up once ore to describe the bigness of the splash
&ot;can you tell at all what ti that was?&ot;
signor richetti reflected
&ot;it was one, o, three hours after i go to sleep perhaps o hours&ot;
&ot;about ten utes past one, for stance?&ot;
&ot;it ight very well be, yes ah! but what a terrible cri - how huan 插rg a woan&ot;
exit signor richetti, still sticulatg freely
race looked at poirot poirot raised his eyebrows expressively, then shrugd his shoulders they passed on to r fergon
fergon was difficult he sprawled lently a 插ir
&ot;grand to-do about this bess!&ot; he sneered &ot;whats it really atter? lot of superfo won the world!&ot;
race said ldly, &ot;can we have an aount of your ovents last night, r fergon?&ot;
