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He was silent for a minute or two，then he said: "Do you know if your sister met this married man，or any other man，lately?" Megan shook her head. "I don't know.I've been away，you see." "But what do you think?" "She mayn't have met that particular man again. He'd probably sheer off if he thought there was a chance of a row，butit wouldn't surprise me if Betty had-well，been telling Don a few liesagain.You see，she did so enjoy dancing and the pictures，and of course，Doncouldn't afford to take her all the time."
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If so，is she likely to have confided in anyone?The girl at the cafe，for instance?" "I don't think that's likely.Betty couldn't bear the Hegley girl.Shethought her common.And the others would be new. Betty wasn't the confiding sort anyway." An electric bell trilled sharply above the girl's head. She went to the window and leaned out.She drew back her head sharply. "It's Don......" "Bring him in here，"said Poirot quickly. "I would like a word with him before our good inspector takes him inhand." Like a flash Megan Barnard was out of the kitchen，and a couple ofseconds later she was back again leading Donald Fraser by the hand.
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