“Chief Inspector, it is très important that we speak to the maid Maggie,” Poirot whispered to Japp. “She is, after all, the reason we find ourselves at Somersby Hall.”
“D’you think the maid has something to do with the murder, Poirot?” asked Japp, seemingly unconvinced.
“I know not, mon amie, but she is proving to be a lady most elusive. We have been asking to speak to her since our arrival yesterday, but Lord and Lady Bottomclutch find a reason to frustrate us at every turn.”
Poirot, Hastings and Japp stood in silence for a moment, taking in the quiet of the pantry and re-examining the body of poor Clara, who had been left untouched on the flagstones. Still and cold upon the floor, there was a sense of unrest about her body, her pooling blood now congealed into a dark, sticky oasis beneath her bludgeoned head. Japp agreed…
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