The Regatta Mystery and Other Stories (Hercule Poirot 21) - Page 195

One thing did die that night--the devil of jeal-ousy

that had possessed me sĀ°long ....

But I wonder sometimes--suppose I hadn't

made that initial mistake--the scar on the left

cheek--when really it was the right--reversed by

the mirror .... Should I have been so sure the

man was Charles Crawley? Would I have warned

Sylvia? Would she be married to me--or to him?

Or are the past and the future all one?

I'm a simple fellow--and I can't pretend to

understand these things--but I saw what I saw--and

because of what I saw, Sylvia and I are to-gether-in

the old-fashioned words--till death do

us part. And perhaps beyond ....

"Colonel Clapperton!" said General Forbes.

He said it with an effect midway between a

snort and a sniff.

Miss Ellie Henderson leaned forward, a strand

of her soft gray hair blowing across her face. Her

eyes, dark and snapping, gleamed with a wicked

pleasure.

"Such a soldierly-looking man!" she said with

malicious intent, and smoothed back the lock of

hair to await the result.

"Soldierly!" exploded General Forbes. He

tugged at his military mustache and his face

became bright red.

"In the Guards, wasn't he?" murmured Miss

Henderson, completing her work.

"Guards? Guards? Pack of nonsense. Fellow

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