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 evening so that it is clearly impossible for her to have been in Merlinville.”

“Ah!” Poirot looked at me thoughtfully. “And you would swear to that in a court of law?”

“Most certainly I would.”

Poirot rose and bowed.

“''Mon ami! Vive l’amour!'' It can perform miracles. It is decidedly ingenious what you have thought of there. It defeats even Hercule Poirot!”