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should quarrel. So on the whole it is better I leave here before I quarrel. And not only with Mrs Drake
but many other neighbours. I am quite well known. I don't need to stay in one spot. I could go and find
some other corner of England, or it could be some corner of Normandy or Brittany."
"Somewhere where you can improve, or help, nature? Somewhere where you can experiment or you can
put strange things where they have never grown before, where neither sun will blister nor frost destroy?
Some good stretch of barren land where you can have the fun of playing at being Adam all over again?
Have you always been restless?"
"I never stayed anywhere very long." "You have been to Greece?"
"Yes. I should like to go to Greece again. Yes, you have something there. A garden on a Greek hillside.
There may be cypresses there, not much else. A barren rock. But if you wished, what could there not
be?"
"A garden for gods to walk -"
"Yes. You're quite a mind reader, aren't you, Mr Poirot?"
"I wish I were. There are so many things I would like to know and do not know."
"You are talking now of something quite prosaic, are you not?"
"Unfortunately so."
"Arson, murder and sudden death?"
"More or less. I do not know that I was considering arson. Tell me, Mr Garfield, you have been here
some considerable time, did you know a young man called Lesley Ferrier?"
"Yes, I remember him. He was in a Medchester solicitor's office, wasn't he? Fullerton, Harrison and
Leadbetter. Junior clerk, something of that kind. Good-looking chap."
"He came to a sudden end, did he not?"
"Yes. Got himself knifed one evening. Woman trouble, I gather. Everyone seems to think that the police
know quite well who did it, but they can't get the evidence they want. He was more or less tied up with
a woman called Sandra -can't remember her name for the moment - Sandra Somebody, yes. Her
husband kept the local pub. She and young Lesley were running an affair, and then Lesley took up with
another girl. Or that was the story."
"And Sandra did not like it?"
"No, she did not like it at all. Mind you, he was a great one for the girls. There were two or three that he
went around with."
"Were they all English girls?"
"Why do you ask that, I wonder? No, I don't think he confined himself to English girls, so long as they
could speak enough English to understand more or less what he said to them, and he could understand
what they said to him."
"There are doubtless from time to time foreign girls in this neighbourhood?"
"Of course there are. Is there any neighbourhood where there aren't? Au pair girls -they're a part of daily
life. Ugly ones, pretty ones, honest ones, dishonest ones, ones that do some good to distracted mothers
and some who are no use at all and some who walk out of the house."
"Like the girl Olga did."
"As you say, like the girl Olga did."
"Was Lesley a friend of Olga's?"
"Oh, that's the way your mind is running. Yes, he was. I don't think Mrs Llewellyn-Smythe knew much
about it. Olga was rather careful, I think She spoke gravely of someone she hoped to marry some day in
her own country. I don't know whether that was true or whether she made it up. Young Lesley was an
attractive young man, as I said. I don't know what he saw in Olga - she wasn't very beautiful. Still -" he
considered a minute or two - "she had a kind of intensity about her. A young Englishman might have
found that attractive, I think. Anyway, Lesley did all right, and his other girl friends weren't pleased."
"That is very interesting," said Poirot. "I thought you might give me information that I wanted."
Michael Garfield looked at him curiously.
"Why? What's it all about? Where does Lesley come in? Why this raking up of the past?"
"Well, there are things one wants to know. One wants to know how things come into being. I am even
looking farther back still. Before the time that those two, Olga Seminoff and Lesley Ferrier, met secretly
without Mrs Llewellyn-Smythe knowing about it."
"Well, I'm not sure about that. That's only my - well, it's only my idea. I did come across them fairly
frequently but Olga never confided in me. As for Lesley Ferrier, I hardly knew him."
"I want to go back behind that. He had, I gather, certain disadvantages in his past."
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