Chapter 21 End of Chapter 5

What followed was a terrible, chilling silence.The setting sun slowly faded away, and the last ray of light that had stopped on the black-haired woman in white fur in the house had also disappeared.Elsa Diti moved her body well, and said: "Take them away, Meredy. Leave me and Mr. Poirot alone." She sat very still until the door closed behind them before she said, "You're very, very smart. Aren't you?" Poirot made no answer.She said, "What do you want me to do? Plead guilty?" He shook his head. Elsa said: "I would never do that, and I would never admit anything. But what we're talking about now doesn't count, because it's just you and me talking."

"Not bad at all." "I want to know what your plans are?" Hercule Poirot said, "I will do everything in my power to ask the authorities to grant an amnesty to Caroline Currel after her death," Aisha smiled and said, "It's ridiculous Ask others to forgive me for a wrong thing I didn’t do.” Then he said, “What about me?” "I will present my conclusions to those who have to, and if they feel the need to sue you, they may take action, but I can tell you that in my opinion there is not enough evidence--inferences, not facts. And They will not rush to take action against someone of your status unless the evidence is very strong." Aisha said: "I don't care, if I stand in court and fight for my own life, it may be very difficult. Exciting, interesting, and I might—like it."

"Your husband won't like it." She looks at him. "Do you think I care what my husband thinks?" "No, I don't think so. I'm sure you've never cared about other people's feelings in your life, or you might be happier," she said sternly. "Why should you feel sorry for me?" "Son, because you have so much to learn." "What am I going to learn?" "All grown-up feelings - sympathy, pity, understanding. There are only two things you know - love and hate." Elsa said: "I saw Caroline taking methamphetamine and thought she was trying to kill herself, that way It was easier, but the next morning, I heard him tell her that he didn't care about me at all... He did like me, but that was over, and as soon as the painting was finished, he would want me Packed up and left, he said she had nothing to worry about. And she—she felt sorry for me... Do you know what that does to me? I find the thing and let him eat it while I sit and watch Watching him step by step towards death. At that moment, I felt a vitality, joy and energy that I had never felt before. I watched him die..." She spread her hands. "But what I didn't know was that I killed myself - not him. Later I saw that she was caught in a trap - but that didn't help, I couldn't hurt her because she didn't care, almost half of the Time was absent. Both she and Anya fled—to a place where I couldn't hurt them, but they didn't die, it was me." Aisha Di Tishan stood up, and when she walked to the door, she Said: "I am the one who died..."

In the hall, she walked past two young men whose lives were just beginning to unfold. The driver opened the door, and Mrs. Di Tishan slowly got into the car. The driver put a blanket around her lap.