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The Tragedy at Marsdon Manor
I HAD been called away from town for a few days, and on my return found Poirot in the act of strapping up his small valise.
"A la bonne heure, Hastings. I feared you would not have returned in time to accompany me."
"You are called away on a case, then?"
"Yes, though I am bound to admit that, on the face of it, the affair does not seem promising. The Northern Union Insurance Company have asked me to investigate the death of a Mr. Maltravers who a few weeks ago insured his life with them for the large sum of fifty thousand pounds."
"Yes?" I said, much interested.
"There was, of course, the usual suicide clause in the policy. In the event of his committing suicide within a year the premiums would be forfeited. Mr. Maltravers was duly examined
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