“Mrs.—Leaman—” said Poirot, writing down the name.
“That’s right. Harriet Leaman. And the other witness seems to have been a James Jenkins. Lastheard of going to Australia. And Miss Olga Seminoff seems to have been last heard of returning toCzechoslovakia, or wherever she came from. Everybody seems to have gone somewhere else.”
“How reliable do you think this Mrs. Leaman is?”
“I don’t think she made it all up, if that’s what you mean. I think she signed something, that shewas curious about it, and that she took the first opportunity she had of finding out what she’dsigned.”
“She can read and write?”
“I suppose so. But I agree that people aren’t very good sometimes, at reading old ladies’
handwriting, which is very spiky1 and very hard to read. If there were any rumours2 flying aboutlater, about this Will or codicil3, she might have thought that that was what she’d read in this ratherundecipherable handwriting.”
“A genuine document,” said Poirot. “But there was also a forged codicil.”
“Who says so?”
“Lawyers.”
“Perhaps it wasn’t forged at all.”
“Lawyers are very particular about these matters. They were prepared to come into court withexpert witnesses.”
“Oh well,” said Mrs. Oliver, “then it’s easy to see what must have happened, isn’t it?”
“What is easy? What happened?”
“Well, of course, the next day or a few days later, or even as much as a week later, Mrs.
Llewellyn-Smythe either had a bit of a tiff4 with her devoted5 au pair attendant, or she had adelicious reconciliation6 with her nephew, Hugo, or her niece Rowena, and she tore up the Will orscratched out the codicil or something like that, or burnt the whole thing.”
“And after that?”
“Well, after that, I suppose, Mrs. Llewellyn-Smythe dies, and the girl seizes her chance andwrites a new codicil in roughly the same terms in as near to Mrs. Llewellyn-Smythe’s handwritingas she can, and the two witnessing signatures as near as she can. She probably knows Mrs.
Leaman’s writing quite well. It would be on national health cards or something like that, and sheproduces it, thinking that someone will agree to having witnessed the Will and that all would bewell. But her forgery7 isn’t good enough and so trouble starts.”
“Will you permit me, chère Madame, to use your telephone?”
“I will permit you to use Judith Butler’s telephone, yes.”
“Where is your friend?”
“Oh, she’s gone to get her hair done. And Miranda has gone for a walk. Go on, it’s in the roomthrough the window there.”
Poirot went in and returned about ten minutes later.
“Well? What have you been doing?”
“I rang up Mr. Fullerton, the solicitor8. I will now tell you something. The codicil, the forgedcodicil that was produced for probate was not witnessed by Harriet Leaman. It was witnessed by aMary Doherty, deceased, who had been in service with Mrs. Llewellyn-Smythe but had recentlydied. The other witness was the James Jenkins, who, as your friend Mrs. Leaman has told you,departed for Australia.”
“So there was a forged codicil,” said Mrs. Oliver. “And there seems to have been a real codicilas well. Look here, Poirot, isn’t this all getting a little too complicated?”
“It is getting incredibly complicated,” said Hercule Poirot. “There is, if I may mention it, toomuch forgery about.”
“Perhaps the real one is still in the library at Quarry9 House, within the pages of Enquire10 Withinupon Everything.”
“I understand all the effects of the house were sold up at Mrs. Llewellyn-Smythe’s death, exceptfor a few pieces of family furniture and some family pictures.”
“What we need,” said Mrs. Oliver, “is something like Enquire Within here now. It’s a lovelytitle, isn’t it? I remember my grandmother had one. You could, you know, inquire within abouteverything, too. Legal information and cooking recipes and how to take ink stains out of linen11.
How to make homemade face powder that would not damage the complexion12. Oh—and lots more.
Yes, wouldn’t you like to have a book like that now?”
“Doubtless,” said Hercule Poirot, “it would give the recipe for treatment of tired feet.”
“Plenty of them, I should think. But why don’t you wear proper country shoes?”
“Madame, I like to look soigné in my appearance.”
“Well, then you’ll have to go on wearing things that are painful, and grin and bear it,” said Mrs.
Oliver. “All the same, I don’t understand anything now. Was that Leaman woman telling me apack of lies just now?”
“It is always possible.”
“Did someone tell her to tell a pack of lies?”
“That too is possible.”
“Did someone pay her to tell me a pack of lies?”
“Continue,” said Poirot, “continue. You are doing very nicely.”
“I suppose,” said Mrs. Oliver thoughtfully, “that Mrs. Llewellyn-Smythe, like many anotherrich woman, enjoyed making Wills. I expect she made a good many during her life. You know;benefiting one person and then another. Changing about. The Drakes were well off, anyway. Iexpect she always left them at least a handsome legacy13, but I wonder if she ever left anyone else asmuch as she appears, according to Mrs. Leaman and according to the forged Will as well, to thatgirl Olga. I’d like to know a bit more about that girl, I must say. She certainly seems a verysuccessful disappearess.”
“I hope to know more about her shortly,” said Hercule Poirot.
“How?”
“Information that I shall receive shortly.”
“I know you’ve been asking for information down here.”
“Not here only. I have an agent in London who obtains information for me both abroad and inthis country. I should have some news possibly soon from Herzogovinia.”
“Will you find out if she ever arrived back there?”
“That might be one thing I should learn, but it seems more likely that I may get information of adifferent kind—letters perhaps written during her sojourn14 in this country, mentioning friends shemay have made here, and become intimate with.”
“What about the schoolteacher?” said Mrs. Oliver.
“Which one do you mean?”
“I mean the one who was strangled—the one Elizabeth Whittaker told you about?” She added,“I don’t like Elizabeth Whittaker much. Tiresome15 sort of woman, but clever, I should think.” Sheadded dreamily, “I wouldn’t put it past her to have thought up a murder.”
“Strangle another teacher, do you mean?”
“One has to exhaust all the possibilities.”
“I shall rely, as so often, on your intuition, Madame.”
Mrs. Oliver ate another date thoughtfully.

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