The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1937-08-27
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with Carter here. The latest from
Geneva. International situation now
acute. The stolen plans must be found
or val will be declared tomorrow"
Pauline Weatherby said cuttingly:
Tony?"
Sorry, Pauline"
Tony Chapel relapsed into crest
fallen silence.
How severe you are, Mademoiselle."
II hate people who play the fool all
IT must be careful, I see. I must
converse only Of serious matters"
"Oh, no. M. Poirot, I didn't mean
you."
She turned a smiling face to him
and asked:
"Are you really a kind Of Sherlock
Holmes and do wonderful deductions?"
"Ah, the deductions-they are not
so easy in real life. But shall I try?
Now, then, I deduce-that yellow iriSes
are your favorite flowers?"
quite wrong, M. Poirot. Lilies of the
valley or roses"
Poirot sighed.
"A failure. I will try once more. This
evening, not very long ago, you tele-
phoned to someone"
l.. Pauline laughed and clapped her
hands.
quite right"
here?"
Right again. I telephoned the min
ute I got inside the DOORS"
"Ah-that is not so good. You tele-
phoned before you came to this tablet"
DECIDEDLY very bad"
"Oh, no, I think it wa very clever
Of you; How did you know I had tele-
"That, Mademoiselle, is the great
whom you telephoned-does the name
h RSg4n with a P-0r' perhaps with an
Pauline laughed.
quite wrong. I telephoned to my
maid to post some frightfully import
ant letters that I'd never sent off. Her
names Louise"
Il am confused quite confused"
The music began again.
What about it, Pauline" asked
Il don't think I want to dance again
isn't that too bad?" said Tony Bit
terly to the world at large.
Poirot murmured to the South Amer
lean girl on his other side:
Sonora, I would not dare to ask
you to dance with me. I am too much
of the antique"
"Ah, it ees nonsensesFthat you talk
there! You are steel Young. Your hair,
Poirot WINGED slightly.
Pauline, as your brother-in-laW and
your guardian" Barton Russell spoke
heavily, Tn just going, to force you
0rfo tho f1N0r1 Thic Nnn,C q waltz Qnd
a waltz is about the only dance I
really a dol"
why, of course, Barton, we'll take
the floor right away"
Good girl, Pauline, that's swell of
you"
They went off together. Tony tipped
back in his chair. Then he looked at
"Taikative little fellow, aren't you.
Carter?" he remarked. Help to make
e en1 pa WSstg g. with your merry chatter
Really, Chapel, I don't know what
ooh, you dont-don't your" Tony
mimicked him..
my dear fellow"
Drink man, drink, if you won't
mo, thanks"
Then. I will"
Stephen Carter shrugged his shoul-
EXCUSE me, must just speak to a
fellow I know over there. Fellow I was
with at Eton."
Stephen Carter got up and walked
to a table a few PAGES away.
Tony said gloomily:
Somebody ought to drown old Eton-
ians at birth"
Hercule Poirot was still being gal
liant to the dark beauty beside him.
He murmured:
Il wonder, may I ask, what are the
favorite flowers of Mademoiselle?"
"Ah, now, why ees eet you want to
know"
Lola was arch.
"Mademoiselle, if I send flowers to
a lady, I am particular that they be
flowers that she likes"
THAT ees very charming of you, M.
Poirot. I weel tell you'll adore the big,
dark-red carnationS-or the dark red
roses"
"Superbtyes, superb! You do not,
then like yellow flowers-yellow irises?"
yellow flowers-no-they do not
accord with my temperament"
How wise Tell me, Madem-
oiselle, did you ring up a friend to-
night, since you arrived here?"
Il? Ring up. a friend? No, what a
curious question:"
man."
I'm sure you are" She rolled her