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A CRIME IN HOLLAND I87<br />

we know about them? ... All we can do is to leave them to<br />

God....<br />

She shivered as an idea suddenly struck her. Pointing outside,<br />

she went on breathlessly:<br />

" Perhaps he'll kill her. .. . He's capable of it.. .. That would<br />

be awful. ..."<br />

Any looked at her with even a touch of impatience. No doubt<br />

she considered all this a waste of words. In a calm voice she intervened<br />

:<br />

" What do you think about the case now, Inspector? "<br />

"Nothing!"<br />

She did not pursue the question, but she looked put out.<br />

" You see," went on Maigret, " there's Oosting's cap. We<br />

mustn't forget it. You've heard Professor Duclos's views, haven't<br />

you? And you've no doubt read the works of Grosz, which he talks<br />

about... One rule above all others; never let yourself be lured<br />

away by psychological considerations. Keep to the material evidence<br />

and follow wherever it may lead you, right to the end. ..."<br />

It was impossible to tell whether he was sneering or serious.<br />

" And there they are: a cap, and the stump of a cigar. Someone<br />

brought them here, or threw them in from outside.. .."<br />

" I can't believe that Oosting . . ." began Madame Popinga,<br />

speaking more to herself than the others.<br />

Then, suddenly looking up, she went on:<br />

" That reminds me of something I had forgotten. ..."<br />

But she broke off as though fearing to have said too much, and<br />

afraid of the effect her words might have.<br />

" What is it? "<br />

" Nothing. . . . Nothing of any importance...."<br />

" Do tell us. Please."<br />

" When Conrad used to go seal-shooting on the sandbanks of<br />

Workum ..."<br />

" Well? ..."<br />

" Beetje would go with them. She was always ready for anything<br />

like that. And here in Holland we allow girls lots of liberties. . .."<br />

** Were they away for the night? "<br />

" Sometimes a night, sometimes two...."<br />

She waved a hand as though trying to drive the vision<br />

away.<br />

" No! ... I mustn't think of it. . . . It's too awful... too<br />

awful. ..."

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