Chapter 36 BY THE SEA ,The mimosa was nearly over. The scent of it in the air was faintly unpleasant. There were pink geraniums twining along the ,balustrade of Lady Tamplin's villa, and masses of carnations below sent up a sweet, heavy perfume. The Mediterranean was at ,its bluest. Poirot sat on the terrace with Lenox Tamplin. He had just finished telling her the same story he had told to Van Aldin two days before. Lenox had listened to him with absorbed attention, her brows knitted and her eyes sombre. ,When he had finished she said simply: "And Derek?" ,"He was released yesterday." ,"He left Nice last night." ,"For St Mary Mead?" ,"Yes, for St Mary Mead." ,There was a pause. ,"I was wrong about Katherine," said Lenox. "I thought she did not care." ,
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