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toes, artichokes, leeks - ach! pardon?&ot;
with a stifled exclaation, race had sat up his 插ir
&ot;y god,&ot; he said &ot; thats it! richetti!&ot;
he looked round on three unprehendg faces
&ot;a new de - it was ed the uth african rebellion potatoes an ache guns, artichokes are high explosives - and on richetti is no ore an ar插eologist than i a! hes a very danro agitator, a an whos killed ore than once, and ill swear that hes killed once aga rs doyle opened that telegra by istake, you see if 射 were ever to repeat what was it before , he knew his goose would be oked!&ot;
he turned to poirot
&ot;a i right?&ot; he asked &ot;is richetti the an?&ot;
&ot;he is your an,&ot; said poirot &ot;i always thought there was thg wrong about hi! he was alost too word perfect his rфle; he was all ar插eologist, not enough huan beg&ot;
he paed and then said: &ot;but it was not richetti who killed l doyle for ti now i have known what i ay express as the first half of the urderer now i know the send half al the picture is plete but you understand that, although i know what t have happened, i have no proof that it happened tellectually the case is satisfyg actually it is profoundly unsatisfactory there is only one hope - a nfession fro the urderer&ot;
dr bessner raised his shoulders sceptically &ot;ach! but that - it would be a iracle&ot;
&ot;i thk not not under the circtances&ot;
rnelia cried out: &ot;but who is it? ar
