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colonel johnson said:
“god bless my soul!” then he said:
“upon my word!” and finally, once more: “god bless my soul!
he leaned back in his chair and stared at poirot. he said 1:
“my best man! what’s the police coming to?”
poirot said:
“even policemen have private lives! sugden was a very proud man.”
colonel johnson shook his head.
to relieve his feelings he kicked at the logs in the grate. he said jerkily:
“i always say—nothing like a wood fire.”
hercule poirot, conscious of the 2 round his neck, thought to himself:
“pour moi, every time the central heating. .?.?.”
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