The Regatta Mystery and Other Stories (Hercule Poirot 21) - Page 125

I couldn't say

For sure today

Whether your eyes were blue or gray

I've forgotten you

I never think of you.

I'm through

Thinking of you

I tell you I'm through

Thinking of you...

You... you.., you ....

The sobbing tune, the deep golden negro voice

had a powerful effect. It hypnotized--cast a spell.

Even the waiters felt it. The whole room stared at

her, hypnotized by the thick cloying emotion she

distilled.

A waiter passed softly round the table filling up

glasses, murmuring "champagne" in an under-tone

but all attention was on the one glowing spot

of light--the black woman whose ancestors came

from Africa, singing in her deep voice:

i've forgotten you

I never think of you

Oh, what a lie

I shall think of you, think of you,

think of you

Till I die ....

The applause broke out frenziedly. The lights

went up. Barton Russell came back and slipped

into his seat.

YELLOW IRIS

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