a good deal of father's wine left； a bottle of sparkling Moselle； perhaps。〃
〃Oh no； Miss Viner； that is really not necessary。〃
〃Nonsense； my child。 No gentleman is happy unless he drinks something with his meal。 There is some good pre…war whisky if you think he would prefer that。 Now do as I say and don't argue。 The key of the wine…cellar is in the third drawer down in the dressing…table； in the second pair of stockings on the left…hand side。〃
Katherine went obediently to the spot indicated。
〃The second pair； now mind；〃 said Miss Viner。 〃The first pair has my diamond earrings and my filigree brooch in it。〃
〃Oh；〃 said Katherine； rather taken aback； 〃wouldn't you like them put in your jewel…case？〃
Miss Viner gave vent to a terrific and prolonged snort。
〃No； indeed！ I have much too much sense for that sort of thing； thank you。 Dear； dear； I well remember how my poor father had a safe built in downstairs。 Pleased as Punch he was with it； and he said to my mother； 'Now； Mary； you bring me your jewels in their case every night and I will lock them away for you。' My mother was a very tactful woman； and she knew that gentlemen like having their own way； and she brought him the jewel…case locked up just as he said。
〃And one night burglars broke in； and of course … naturally … the first thing they went for was the safe！ It would be； with my father talking up and down the village and bragging about it until you might have thought he kept all King Solomon's diamonds there。 They made a clean sweep； got the tankards； the silver cups； and the presentation gold plate that my father had had presented to him； and the jewel…case。〃
She sighed reminiscently。 〃My father was in a great state over my mother's jewels。 There was the Veian set and some very fine cameos； and some pale pink corals； and two diamond rings with quite large stones in them。 And then； of course； she had to tell him that； being a sensible woman； she had kept her jewellery rolled up in a pair of corsets； and there it was still as safe as anything。〃
〃And the jepty？〃
〃Oh no； dear；〃 said Miss Viner； 〃it would have been too light a weight then。 My mother was a very intelligent woman； she saw to that。 She kept her buttons in the jewel…case； and a very handy place it was。 Boot buttons in the top tray； trouser buttons in the second tray； and assorted buttons below。 Curiously enough； my father was quite annoyed with her。 He said he didn't like deceit。 But I mustn't go chattering on； you want to go and ring up your friend； and mind you choose a nice piece of steak； and tell Ellen she is not to have holes in her stockings when she waits at lunch。〃
〃Is her name Ellen or Helen； Miss Viner？ I thought …〃
Miss Viner closed her eyes。
〃I can sound my h's； dear； as well as anyone； but Helen is not a suitable name for a servant。 I don't know what the mothers in the lower classes are ing to nowadays。〃
The rain had cleared away when Knighton arrived at the cottage。 The pale fitful sunshine shone down on it and burnished Katherine's head as she stood in the doorway to wele him。 He came up to her quickly； almost boyishly。
〃I say； I hope you don't mind。 I simply had to see you again soon。 I hope the friend you are staying with does not mind。〃
〃e in and make friends with her；〃 said Katherine。 〃She can be most alarming； but you will soon find that she has the softest heart in the world。〃
Miss Viner was enthroned majestically in the drawing…room； wearing a plete set of the cameos which had been so providentially preserved in the family。 She greeted Knighton with dignity and an austere politeness which would have damped many men。 Knighton； however； had a charm of manner which was not easily set aside； and after about ten minutes Miss Viner thawed perceptibly。 Luncheon was a merry meal； and Ellen； or Helen； in a new pair of silk stockings devoid of ladders performed prodigies of waiting。 Afterwards； Katherine and Knighton went for a walk and they came back to have tea tête…а…tête； since Miss Viner had gone to lie down。
When the car had finally driven off Katherine went slowly upstairs。 A voice called her and she went in to Miss Viner's bedroom。
〃Friend gone？〃
〃Yes。 Thank you so much for letting me ask him down。〃
〃No need to thank me。 Do you think I am the sort of old curmudgeon who will never do anything for anybody？〃
〃I think you are a dear；〃 said Katherine affectionately。
〃Humph；〃 said Miss Viner mollified。
As Katherine was leaving the room she called her back。
〃Katherine？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃I was wrong about that young man of yours。 A man when he is making up to anybody can be cordial and gallant and full of little attentions and altogether charming。 But when a man is really in love he can't help looking like a sheep。 Now； whenever that young man looked at you he looked like a sheep。 I take back all I said this morning。 It is genuine。〃
Chapter 31
MR AARONS LUNCHES
〃Ah！〃 said Mr Joseph Aarons appreciatively。
He took a long draught from his tankard； set it down with a sigh； wiped the froth from his lips； and beamed across the table at his host； Monsieur Hercule Poirot。
〃Give me；〃 said Mr Aarons； 〃a good Porterhouse steak and a tankard of something worth drinking； and anyone can have your French fallals and whatnots； your ordoovres and your omelettes and your little bits of quail。 Give me；〃 he reiterated； 〃a Porterhouse steak。〃
Poirot； who had just plied pathetically。
〃Not that there is much wrong with a steak and kidney pudding；〃 continued Mr Aarons。 〃Apple tart？ Yes； I will take apple tart； thank you； Miss； and a jug of cream。〃
The meal proceeded。 Finally； with a long sigh； Mr Aarons laid down his spoon and fork preparatory to toying with some cheese before turning his mind to other matters。
〃There was a little matter of business I think you said； Monsieur Poirot；〃 he remarked。 〃Anything I can do to help you I am sure I shall be most happy。〃
〃That is very kind of you；〃 said Poirot。 〃I said to myself； 'If you want to know anything about the dramatic profession there is one person who knows all that is to be known and that is my old friend； Mr Joseph Aarons。'〃
〃And you don't say far wrong；〃 said Mr Aarons placently； 〃whether it is past； present； or future； Joe Aarons is the man to e to。〃
〃Précisément。 Now I want to ask you； Monsieur Aarons； what you know about a young woman called Kidd。〃
〃Kidd？ Kitty Kidd？〃
〃Kitty Kidd。〃
〃Pretty smart； she was。 Male impersonator； song and a dance … That one？〃
〃That is the one。〃
〃Very smart； she was。 Made a good ine。 Never out of an engagement。 Male impersonation mostly； but； as a matter of fact； you could not touch her as a character actress。〃
〃So I have heard；〃 said Poirot； 〃but she has not been appearing lately； has she？〃
〃No。 Dropped right out of things。 Went over to France and took up with some swell nobleman there。 She quitted the stage then for good and all； I guess。〃
〃How long ago was that？〃
〃Let me see。 Three years ago。 And she has been a loss … let me tell you that。〃
〃She was clever？〃
〃Clever as a cartload of monkeys。〃
〃You don't know the name of the man she became friends with in Paris？〃
〃He was a swell； I know that。 A Count … or e to think of it； I believe it was a Marquis。〃
〃And you know nothing about her since？〃
〃Nothing。 Never even run across her accidentally like。 I bet she is tooling it round some of these foreign resorts。 Being a Marquise to the life。 You couldn't put one over on Kitty。 She would give as good as she got any day。〃
〃I see；〃 said Poirot thoughtfully。
〃I am sorry I can't tell you more； Monsieur Poirot；〃 said the other。 〃I would like to be of use to you if I could。 You did me a good turn once。〃
〃Ah； but we are quits on that； you； too； did me a good turn。〃
〃One good turn deserves another。 Ha； ha！〃 said Mr Aarons。
〃Your profession must be a very interesting one；〃 said Poirot。
〃So…so；〃 said Mr Aarons nonmittally。 〃Taking the rough with the smooth； it is all right。 I don't do so badly at it； all things considered； but you have to keep your eyes skinned。 Never know what the public will jump for next。〃
〃Dancing has e very much to the fore in the last few years；〃 murmured Poirot reflectively。
〃I never saw anything in this Russian ballet； but people like it。 Too highbrow for me。〃
〃I met one dancer out on the Riviera … Mademoiselle Mirelle。〃
〃Mirelle？ She is hot stuff； by all accounts。 There is always money going to back her … though； so far as that goes； the girl can dance； I have seen her； and I know what I am talking about。 I never had much to do with her myself； but I hear she is a terror to deal with。 Tempers and tantrums all the time。〃
〃Yes；〃 said Poirot thoughtfully； 〃yes； so I should imagine。〃
〃Temperament！〃 said Mr Aarons； 〃temperament！ That is what they call it themselves。 My missus was a dancer before she married me； but I am thankful to say she never had any temperament。 You don't want temperament in the home； Monsieur Poirot。〃
〃I agree with you； my friend； it is out of place there。〃
〃A woman should be calm and sympathetic； and a good cook；〃 said Mr Aarons。
〃Mirelle has not been long before the public； has she？〃 asked Poirot。
〃About two and a half years； that is all；〃 said Mr Aarons。 〃Some French Duke started her。 I hear now that she has taken up with the ex…Prime Minister of Greece。 These are the chaps who manage to put money away quietly。〃
〃That is news to me；〃 said Poirot。
〃Oh； she's not one to let the grass grow under her feet。 They say that young Kettering murdered his wife on her account。 I don't know； I am sure。 Anyway； he is in prison； and she had to look round for herself； and pretty smart she has been about it。 They say she is wearing a ruby the size of a pigeon's egg … not that I have ever seen a pigeon's egg myself； but that is what they always call it in works of fiction。〃
〃A ruby the size of a pigeon's egg！〃 said Poirot。 His eyes were green and catlike。 〃How interesting！〃
〃I had it from a friend of mine；〃 said Mr Aarons。 〃But； for all I know； it may be coloured glass。 They are all the same； these women … they never stop telling tall stories about their jewels。 Mirelle goes about bragging that it has got a curse on it。 'Heart of Fire；' I think she calls it。〃
〃But if I remember rightly；〃 said Poirot； 〃the ruby that is named 'Heart of Fire' is the centre stone in a necklace。〃
〃There you are！ Didn't I tell you there is no end to the lies women will tell about their jewellery？ This is a single stone； hung on a platinum chain round her neck； but； as I said before； ten to one it is a bit of coloured glass。〃
〃No；〃 said Poirot gently； 〃no … somehow I do not think it is coloured glass。〃
Chapter 32
KATHERINE AND POIROT PARE NOTES
〃You have changed； Mademoiselle；〃 said Poirot suddenly。 He and Katherine were seated opposite each other at a small table at the Savoy。
〃Yes； you have changed；〃 he continued。
〃In what way？〃
〃Mademoiselle； these nuances are difficult to express。〃
〃I am older。〃
〃Yes； you are older。 And by that I do not mean that the wrinkles and the crows' feet are ing。 When I first saw you； Mademoiselle； you were a look