Mary Cassatt painting

Mary Cassatt painting
There was silence for a minute or two，the Fraser said: "The police?Are they doing anything?" "They're upstairs now.Looking through Betty's things，I suppose." "They've no idea who-?They don't know-?" He stopped. He had all a sensitive，shy person's dislike of putting violent factsinto words. Poirot moved forward a little and asked a question. He spoke in a businesslike，matter-of-fact voice as though what he askedwas an unimportant detail. "Did Miss Barnard tell you where she was going last night?" Fraser replied to the question.He seemed to be speaking machanically: "She told me she was going with a girl friend to St Leonards."
Mary Cassatt painting
"Did you believe her?" "I-"Suddenly the automaton came to life. "What the devil do you mean?" His face then，menacing，convulsed by sudden passion，made me understandthat a girl might well be afraid of rousing his anger. Poirot said crisply: "Betty Barnard was killed by a homicidal murderer.Only by speaking theexact truth can you help us to get on his track." His glance for a minute turned to Megan. "That's right，Don，"she said."It isn't a time for considering one's ownfeelings or anyone else's.Yor've got to come clean." Donald Fraser looked suspiciously at Poirot.
Mary Cassatt painting