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Twenty-one,MAJOR DESPARD,“Quelle femme,” murmured Hercule Poirot. “Ce pauvre Despard! Ce qu’il a d? souffrir! Quelvoyage épouvantable! ”,Suddenly he began to laugh.,He was now walking along the Brompton Road. He paused, took out his watch, and made acalculation.,“But yes, I have the time. In any case to wait will do him no harm. I can now attend to the otherlittle matter. What was it that my friend in the English police force used to sing—how many years—forty years ago? ‘A little piece of sugar for the bird.’
”,Selecting a sympathetic-looking and not too haughty ² damsel he made known his requirements.,“Silk stockings? Oh, yes, we have a very nice line here. Guaranteed pure silk.”,Poirot waved them away. He waxed eloquent ³ once more.,“French silk stockings? With the duty, you know, they are very expensive. ”,A fresh lot of boxes was produced.,The boy beat out a tune on a tin can.那男孩在易拉罐上敲出一首曲子。,He gave me a haughty look and walked away.他向我摆出傲慢的表情后走开 。