INSPECTOR RAGLAN IS CONFIDENT
"Mrs. Raglan would not agree, I am sure, to that," said Poirot, making him a little bow.
Inspector Raglan, a little taken aback, bowed.
"You don't understand," be said, grinning broadly. "Lord, what a lot of difference language makes. I'm telling you how I set to work. First of all, method. Mr. Ackroyd was last seen alive at a quarter to ten by his niece, Miss Flora Ackroyd. That's fact number one, isn't it?"
"If you say so."
"Well, it is. At half-past ten, the doctor here says that Mr. Ackroyd has been dead at least half an hour. You stick to that, doctor?"
"Certainly," I said. "Half an hour or longer."
"Very good. That gives us exactly a quarter of an hour in which the crime must have been committed. I make a list of every one in the house, and work through it, setting down opposite their names where they were and what they were doing between the hour of 9.45 and 10 p.m."
He handed a sheet of paper to Poirot. I read it over his shoulder. It ran as follows, written in a neat script:—
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