The Regatta Mystery and Other Stories (Hercule Poirot 21) - Page 121

being held in memory of my dear wife--Iris--who

died exactly four years ago on this very date!"

YELLOW IRIS

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There was a startled movement round the table.

Barton Russell, his face quietly impassive, raised

his glass.

I'll ask you to drink to her memory. Iris!"

"Iris?" said Poirot sharply.

He looked at the flowers. Barton Russell caught

his glance and gently nodded his head.

There were little murmurs round the table.

"Iris--Iris "

Everyone

looked startled and uncomfortable. Barton

Russell went on, speaking with his slow monotonous

American intonation, each word coming

out weightily.

"It

may seem odd to you all that I should celebrate

the anniversary of a death in this way--by a supper

party in a fashionable restaurant. But I have

a reason--yes, I have a reason. For M. Poirot's

benefit, I'll explain."

He

turned his head towards Poirot.

"Four

years ago tonight, M. Poirot, there was a supper

party held in New York. At it were my wife and

myself, Mr. Stephen Carter who was attached to

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