“You will pardon an old man, Monsieur, if he says to you something that you may consider impertinent. There is one of your English proverbs that I would quote to you. It says that ‘it is well to be off with the old love, before being on with the new.’ ”
Kettering turned on him angrily.
“What the devil do you mean?”
“You enrage yourself at me,” said Poirot placidly. “I expected as much. As to what I mean—I mean, Monsieur, that there is a second car with a lady in it. If you turn your head you will see her.”
Derek spun round. His face darkened with anger.
“Mirelle, damn her!” he muttered. “I will soon—”
Poirot arrested the movement he was about to make.