the night watch by rembrandt

the night watch by rembrandt
the Night Watch
The Nut Gatherers
The Painter's Honeymoon
Poirot noted the likeness between brother and sister as Raymond Boynton cameinto the room. His face was stern and set.He did not seem nervous or afraid.He dropped intoa chair,stared hard at Poirot,and said: "Well?" Poirot said gently: "Your sister has spoken with you?" Raymond nodded."Yes,when she told me to come here.Of course I realize thatyour suspicions are quite justified.If our conversation was overheard thatnight,the fact that my stepmother
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died rather suddenly certainly would seemsuspicious!I can only assure you that the conversation was -the madness of anevening!We were,at the time,under an intolerable strain.This fantastic plan ofkilling my stepmother did -oh,how shall I put it?-it let off steam somehow!" Hercule Poirot bent his head slowly. "That,"he said,"is possible." "In the morning,of course,it all seemed -rather absurd!I swear toyou,M.Poirot,that I never thought of the matter again!" Poirot did not answer. Raymond said quickly: