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Colonel Carbury smiled across the table at his guest and raised hisglass."Well,here's to crime!" Hercule Poirot's eyes twinkled in acknowledgement of the aptmess of thetoast. He had come to Amman with a letter of introduction to Colonel Carbury fromColonel Race. Carbury had been interested to see this world-famous person to whose giftshis old friend and ally in the Intelligence had paid such unstinting tribute. "As neat a bit of psychological deduction as you"ll ever find!
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"Race hadwritten of the solution of the Shaitana murder. "We must show you all we can of the neighbourhood,"said Carbury,twisting asomewhat ragged brindled moustache.He was an untidy stocky man of medium heightwith a semi-bald head and vague,mild,blue eyes.He did not look ini the leastlike a soldier.He did not look even particularly alert.He was not in the least

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Sarah nodded."Yes;at least,I spoke to him." "Oh,of course.It would be that way round.But,you see,last night Ray wasafraid -" She stopped. "Afraid?" Carol's white face crimsoned. "Oh,I know it sounds absurd -mad.You see,my mother -she's -she's not well -and she doesn't like us making friends outside.But -but I know Ray would -wouldlike to be friends with you." Sarah was interested.Before she could speak,Carol went on: "I -I know whatI'm saying sounds very silly,but we are -rather an odd family."
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She cast a quicklook round -it was a look of fear. "I -I mustn't stay,"she murmured.'they may miss me." Sarah made up her mind.She spoke. "Why shouldn't you stay -if you want to?We might walk back together." "Oh,no."Carol drew back."I -I couldn't do that." "Why not?"said Sarah. "I couldn't really,My mother would be -would be -" Sarah said clearly and calmly: "I know it's awfully difficult sometimes for parents to realize that theirchildren are grown up.They will go on trying to run their lives for them.But

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No, indeed! no, indeed!' replied I, with decision. `Then he would write to you, and there'd never be an end of it. No, Miss Catherine, the acquaintance must be dropped entirely: so papa expects, and I shall see that it is done.'
`But how can one little note---' she recommenced, putting on an imploring countenance.
`Silence!' I interrupted. `We'll not begin with your little notes. Get into bed.'
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She threw at me a very naughty look, so naughty that I would not kiss her good night at first: I covered her up, and shut her door, in great displeasure; but, repenting half way, I returned softly, and lo! there was miss standing at the table with a bit of blank paper before her and a pencil in her hand, which she guiltily slipped out of sight, on my entrance.
`You'll get nobody to take that, Catherine,' I said, `if you write it; and at present I shall put out your candle.'
I set the extinguisher on the flame, receiving as I did so a slap on my hand, and petulant `Cross thing!' I then quitted her again, and she drew the bolt in one of her worst, most peevish humours. The letter

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This is nothing,' cried she: `I was only going to say that heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy. That will do to explain my secret, as well as the other. I've no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven; and if the wicked man in there had not brought Heathcliff so low, I shouldn't have thought of it. It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now; so he shall never know how I love him: and that, not because he's handsome,
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Nelly, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.'
Ere this speech ended, I became sensible of Heathcliff's presence. Having noticed a slight movement, I turned my head, and saw him rise from the bench, and steal out noiselessly. He had listened till he heard Catherine say it would degrade her to marry him, and then he stayed to hear no further. My companion, sitting on the ground, was prevented by the back of the settle from remarking his presence or departure; but I started, and bade her hush!

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¡¡¡¡'If you'll have the goodness to keep my secret, Master Copperfield,' he pursued, 'and not, in general, to go against me, I shall take it as a particular favour. You wouldn't wish to make unpleasantness. I know what a friendly heart you've got; but having only known me on my umble footing (on my umblest I should say, for I am very umble still), you might, unbeknown, go against me rather, with my Agnes. I call her mine, you see, Master Copperfield. There's a song that says, "I'd crowns resign, to call her mine!" I hope to do it, one of these days.' ¡¡¡¡Dear Agnes! So much too loving and too good for anyone that I could think of,
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was it possible that she was reserved to be the wife of such a wretch as this! ¡¡¡¡'There's no hurry at present, you know, Master Copperfield,' Uriah proceeded, in his slimy way, as I sat gazing at him, with this thought in my mind. 'My Agnes is very young still; and mother and me will have to work our way upwards, and make a good many new arrangements, before it would be quite convenient. So I shall have time gradually to make her familiar with my hopes, as opportunities offer. Oh, I'm so much obliged to you for this confidence! Oh, it's such a relief, you can't think, to know that you understand our situation, and are certain (as you wouldn't wish to make unpleasantness in the family) not to go against me!'

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¡¡¡¡I cannot call to mind where or when, in my childhood, I had seen a stained glass window in a church. Nor do I recollect its subject. But I know that when I saw her turn round, in the grave light of the old staircase, and wait for us, above, I thought of that window; and I associated something of its tranquil brightness with Agnes Wickfield ever afterwards. ¡¡¡¡My aunt was as happy as I was, in the arrangement made for me; and we went down to the drawing-room again, well pleased and gratified. As she would not hear of staying to dinner, lest she should by any chance fail to arrive at home with the grey pony before dark; and as I
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apprehend Mr. Wickfield knew her too well to argue any point with her; some lunch was provided for her there, and Agnes went back to her governess, and Mr. Wickfield to his office. So we were left to take leave of one another without any restraint. ¡¡¡¡She told me that everything would be arranged for me by Mr. Wickfield, and that I should want for nothing, and gave me the kindest words and the best advice. ¡¡¡¡'Trot,' said my aunt in conclusion, 'be a credit to yourself, to me, and Mr. Dick, and Heaven be with you!' ¡¡¡¡I was greatly overcome, and could only thank her, again and again, and send my love to Mr. Dick. ¡¡¡¡'Never,' said my aunt, 'be mean in anything; never be false; never be cruel. Avoid those three vices, Trot, and I can always be hopeful of you.'

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assured Craddock that the Surete would do their best to discover if there actually was any record of a marriage between Lieutenant Edmund Crackenthorpe of the 4th Southshire Regiment and a French girl whose Christian name was Martine. Time - just prior to the fall of Dunkirk.
He warned Craddock, however, that a definite answer was doubtful. The area in question had not only been occupied by the Germans at almost exactly that time, but subsequently that part of France had suffered severe war damage at the time of the invasion. Many building and records had been destroyed.
"But rest assured, my dear colleague, we shall do our best."
With this, he and Craddock took leave of each other.
III
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On Craddock's return Sergeant Wetherall was waiting to report with gloomy relish:
"Accommodation address, sir – that's what 126 Elvers Crescent is. Quite respectable and all that."
"Any identifications?"
"No, nobody could recognise the photograph as that of a woman who had called for letters, but I don't think they would anyway - it's a month ago, very near, and a good many people use the place

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"No, Marianne, in no possible way." 　　 "And yet this woman- who knows what her art may have been?- how long it may have been premeditated, and how deeply contrived by her!- Who is she?- Who can she be?- Whom did I ever hear him talk of as young and attractive among his female acquaintance- Oh, no one, no one:- he talked to me only of myself." 　　
oil painting Another pause ensued; Marianne was greatly agitated, and it ended thus:- 　　 "Elinor, I must go home. I must go and comfort mamma. Can not we be gone to-morrow?" 　　 "To-morrow, Marianne!" 　　 "Yes, why should I stay here? I came only for Willoughby's sake- and now who cares for me? Who regards me?" 　　 "It would be impossible to go to-morrow. We owe Mrs. Jennings much more than civility; and civility of the commonest kind must prevent such a hasty removal as that." 　　 "Well then, another day or two, perhaps; but I cannot stay here long; I cannot stay to endure the questions and remarks of all these people. The Middletons and Palmers- how am I to bear their pity? The pity of such a woman as Lady Middleton! Oh, what would he say to that?"

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　 As this was a favourite meal with Mrs. Jennings it lasted a considerable time; and they were just setting themselves after it round the common working table, when a letter was delivered to Marianne, which she eagerly caught from the servant, and, turning of a death-like paleness, instantly ran out of the room. Elinor, who saw as plainly by this as if she had seen the direction that it must come from Willoughby, felt immediately such a sickness at heart as made her hardly
oil painting able to hold up her head, and sat in such a general tremour as made her fear it impossible to escape Mrs. Jenning's notice. That good lady, however, saw only that Marianne had received a letter from Willoughby, which appeared to her a very good joke, and which she treated accordingly, by hoping, with a laugh, that she would find it to her liking. Of Elinor's distress she was too busily employed in measuring lengths of worsted for her rug to see any thing at all; and calmly continuing her talk as soon as Marianne disappeared, she said,-

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¡¡¡¡ The kiss was a turning-point in Jude's career. Back again in the cottage, and left to reflection, he saw one thing: that though his kiss of that aerial being had seemed the purest moment of his faultful life, as long as he nourished this unlicensed tenderness it was glaringly inconsistent for him to pursue the idea of becoming the soldier and servant of a religion in which sexual love was regarded as at its best a frailty, and at its worst damnation. What Sue had said in warmth was really the cold truth. When to defend his affection tooth and nail, to persist with headlong force in impassioned attentions to her, was all he thought of, he was condemned IPSO FACTO as a professor of the accepted school of morals. He was as unfit, obviously, by nature, as he had been by social position, to fill the part of a propounder of accredited dogma. ¡¡¡¡ Strange that his first aspiration--towards academical
oil paintingproficiency-- had been checked by a woman, and that his second aspiration-- towards apostleship--had also been checked by a woman. "Is it," he said, "that the women are to blame; or is it the artificial system of things, under which the normal sex-impulses are turned into devilish domestic gins and springs to noose and hold back those who want to progress?" ¡¡¡¡ It had been his standing desire to become a prophet, however humble, to his struggling fellow-creatures, without any thought of personal gain. Yet with a wife living away from him with another husband, and himself in love erratically, the loved one's revolt against her state being possibly on his account, he had sunk to be barely respectable according to regulation views. ¡¡¡¡ It was not for him to consider further: he had only to confront the obvious, which was that he had made himself quite an impostor as a law-abiding religious teacher