‘No, I can’t say that I do.’
‘Look at the label.’
I read the label carefully: One powder to be taken at bedtime, if required. Mrs Inglethorp. ‘No, I see nothing unusual.’
‘Not the fact that there is no chemist’s name?’
‘Ah!’ I exclaimed. ‘To be sure, that is odd!’
‘Have you ever known a chemist to send out a box like that, without his printed name?’
‘No, I can’t say that I have.’
I was becoming quite excited, but Poirot damped my ardour by remarking:
‘Yet the explanation is quite simple. So do not intrigue yourself, my friend.’
An audible creaking proclaimed the approach of Annie, so I had no time to reply.
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