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Two,DINNER AT MR. SHAITANA’S,The door of Mr. Shaitana’s flat opened noiselessly. A grey-haired butler drew it back to let Poirotenter. He closed it equally noiselessly and deftly ¹ relieved the guest of his overcoat and hat.,He murmured in a low expressionless voice:,“What name shall I say? ”,“M. Hercule Poirot.
”,“M. Hercule Poirot.”,Sherry glass in hand, Shaitana came forward to meet him. He was, as usual, immaculatelydressed. The Mephistophelian suggestion was heightened tonight, the eyebrows ³ seemedaccentuated in their mocking twist.,“Let me introduce you—do you know Mrs. Oliver? ”,The showman in him enjoyed the little start of surprise that Poirot gave.,Mrs. Ariadne Oliver was extremely well-known as one of the foremost writers of detective andother sensational ⁴ stories. She wrote chatty (if not particularly grammatical) articles on TheTendency of the Criminal; Famous Crimes Passionnels; Murder for Love v. Murder for Gain. Shewas also a hotheaded feminist ⁵, and when any murder of importance was occupying space in thePress there was sure to be an interview with Mrs. Oliver, and it was mentioned that Mrs. Oliverhad said, “Now if a woman were the head of Scotland Yard!
” She was an earnest believer inwoman’s intuition.,At last he had a clew to her interest, and followed it deftly. 这一下终于让他发现了她的兴趣所在，于是他熟练地继续谈这个话题。 来自英汉文学 - 嘉莉妹妹,The waves swirled and eddied around the rocks. 波浪翻滚着在岩石周围打旋 。