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S we retraced our steps to the house, M. Bex excused himself for leaving us, explaining that he must immediately acquaint the examining magistrate with the fact of Giraud’s arrival. Giraud himself had been obviously delighted when Poirot declared that he had seen all he wanted. The last thing we observed, as we left the spot, was Giraud, crawling about on all fours, with a thoroughness in his search that I could not but admire. Poirot guessed my thoughts, for as soon as we were alone he remarked ironically:

“At last you have seen the detective you admirethe human foxhound! Is it not so, my friend?”

“At any rate, he's doing something,” I said, with asperity. “If there’s anything to find, he’ll find it. Now you”

“Eh bien! I also have found something! A piece of lead piping.”

“Nonsense, Poirot. You know very well that’s got nothing to do with it. I meant little thingstraces that may lead us infallibly to the murderers.”

“Mon ami, a clue of two feet long is every bit as valuable as one measuring two millimeters! But it is the romantic idea that all important clues must be infinitesimal! As to the piece of lead piping having nothing to do with the crime, you say that because Giraud told you so. No”as I was about to interpose a question“we will say no more. Leave Giraud to