“A new life… That is what Elinor Carlisle is beginning now—and it is you who have given her that life.”
“No.”
“Yes. It was your determination, your arrogant insistence that compelled me to do as you asked. Admit now, it is to you she turns in gratitude, is it not?”
Peter Lord said slowly:
“Yes, she’s very grateful—now… She asked me to go and see her—often.”
“Yes, she needs you.”
Peter Lord said violently:
“Not as she needs—him!”
Hercule Poirot shook his head.
“She never needed Roderick Welman. She loved him, yes, unhappily—even desperately.”