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For Poirot, uttering a hoarse and inarticulate cry, again annihilated his masterpiece of cards and putting his hands over his eyes swayed backwards and forwards, apparently suffering the keenest agony. 'Good heavens Poirot!' I cried. 'What is the matter? Are you taken ill?' 'No, no,' he gasped. 'It is - it is - that I have an idea!'
Agatha Christie
Agatha Christie

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