高尔夫球场谋杀案6

 Between them, the doctor and M. Hautet carried the unconscious woman into the house. The commissary looked after them, shaking his head. ,“Pauvre femme,” he murmured to himself. “The shock was too much for her. Well, well, we can do nothing. Now, M. Poirot, shall we visit the place where the crime was committed? ”,“If you please, M. Bex.
”,We passed through the house, and out by the front door. Poirot had looked up at the staircase in passing, and shook his head in a dissatisfied manner.,“It is to me incredible that the servants heard nothing. The creaking of that staircase, with three people descending it, would awaken the dead!”,“It was the middle of the night, remember. They were sound asleep by then. ”,“What moved them in the first place to try if the front door were open? It was a most unlikely thing that it should be. It was far more probable that they should at once try to force a window.”,“But all the windows on the ground floor are barred with iron shutters,
” objected the commissary.,Poirot pointed to a window on the first floor.,“That is the window of the bedroom we have just come from, is it not? And see—there is a tree by which it would be the easiest thing in the world to mount.”,“Possibly, ” admitted the other. “But they could not have done so without leaving footprints in the flower-bed.
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