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“Then what do you think?”

“I think she was murdered,” I said bluntly.

He rapped out his next question sharply. I felt rather that I was in the orderly room.

“Any reasons?”

“It seems to me by far and away the most possible solution.”

“That’s just your private opinion. There was no reason why the lady should be murdered?”

“Excuse me,” I said, “there was. She found out something.”

“Found out something? What did she find out?”

I repeated our conversation on the roof word for word.

“She refused to tell you what her discovery was?”

“Yes. She said she must have time to think it over.”

“But she was very excited by it?”

“Yes.”

“A way of getting in from outside.” Captain Maitland puzzled over it, his brows knit. “Had you no idea at all of what she was driving at?”

“Not in the least. I puzzled and puzzled over it but I couldn’t even get a glimmering.”

Captain Maitland said: “What do you think, M. Poirot?”

Poirot said: “I think you have there a possible motive.”

“For murder?”

“For murder.”

Captain Maitland frowned.

“She wasn’t able to speak before she died?”

“Yes, she just managed to get out two words.”

“What were they?”

“The window . . . ”

“The window?” repeated Captain Maitland. “Did you understand to what she was referring?”

I shook my head.

“How many windows were there in her bedroom?”

“Just the one.”

“Giving on the courtyard?”

“Yes.”

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