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Really, Dick. I don't know why you couldn't have

made a little effort to get home on time for once.

With the maid's day off and Phillips gone down

to the village for the mutton.

-Makes it very difficult.

Mutton? What's he getting mutton for?

We're going out to dinner.

- We're having mutton tomorrow. - And I don't like mutton.

I don't know why you say such a silly thing.

I've seen you eat it a thousand times.

A thousand times I've told you I don't like it.

Nonsense. It's all your imagination.

You can eat anything if you put your mind to it.

I don't eat with my mind, I eat with my stomach.

- Is that supposed to be funny? - No. It is not.

Pete's sake. What are you looking for?

A bunch of green roses for my hair.

It was here only yesterday.

- Well, I didn't take it. - I didn't say you did.

Oh, there it is.

How do you like it?

Not much. It's too big.

That's all you know. It's very fashionable.

Oh, really, Dick. You might put your things away.

Just look at that bed.

I've told you once, I've told you--

Thousand times.

Yet you insist on doing it.

Listen, Kathryn, I don't insist on anything.

I don't know what's come over you lately.

You find fault with everything I do

and everything I say.

What's the matter with you?

Don't stand there and play innocent with me.

You know perfectly well what the matter is.

What are you talking about?

Your ridiculous infatuation for Evelyn.

Oh.

You thought I didn't know, didn't you?

You must think I'm blind.

The way you look at her and hang on her every word

is positively nauseating.

I suppose you're gonna deny it.

Why don't you answer me?

You're in love with her, aren't you?

I thought so.

Well, what are you gonna do about it?

I'm not gonna do anything about it.

I haven't said anything to her, and I don't intend to.

When I married you, your sister was just a kid.

Now, she's grown up and I happen to find myself in love with her.

Just one of those things that can't be helped.

I suppose you'd like me to step out of the picture.

Well, I'll never do that.

I know that.

It's no use you're trying to leave me

because she'll never marry you anyway.

She's too loyal.

I know that, too.

You know, Dick, it's really rather funny.

This sudden burst of youthful romance.

And in you of all people.

I wouldn't tell Evelyn if I were you.

I'm afraid she'd laugh at you too.

I wish you hadn't said that.

I'm not going to the party.

Oh, yes, you are. It's our fifth anniversary.

You wouldn't miss it for anything.

You'll go, and I'll go, like thousands of others go.

And laugh at the rest of 'em.

- Who is it? - Evelyn.

Come in.

Are you ready yet?

Are we, Kathryn?

Certainly.

You know, if you two don't hurry, you're gonna be late

for your silver wedding anniversary.

Oh, just a moment, Kathryn. I've got something for you.

What are you up to now?

Kathryn, can't you guess?

Don't be impatient, my dear.

- All in good time. - Oh, pick a good one, Mark.

There you are.

Oh, what a beautiful rose!

Isn't it, darling?

Yes, it is.

Is this one you developed?

Yes, it did turn out well, didn't it?

- What do you call it? - I call it "The Jenny Bell."

That's suspiciously romantic, Doctor.

Just who is Jenny Bell?

Subject of the greatest mistake I ever made.

That sounds serious, Doctor. Come clean.

Don't jump to conclusions. The mistake was mine...

in not asking a very beautiful young lady to marry me.

Why, Doctor?

I was a much younger man.

I'd just received my masters.

About to start teaching my first class at the University.

Picture me at the same age and in the same position

as young Prof. Holsworth here.

Like all young psychologists with brand new master's degrees,

I knew everything there was to know.

But I didn't know enough to get married.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

to the business of the evening.

A toast to the happiest of couples

on their fifth anniversary, Kathryn and Richard.

Richard. Kathryn.

To the sweetest sister a girl ever had.

Thank you, Evelyn.

And Dick, I-I only hope that someday,

I'll find a husband as good as you.

Congratulations, old man.

- You're one of the lucky ones. - Thank you very much.

I assure you it doesn't seem that long.

Listen...

Our favorite tune.

Isn't it sweet of Dr. Hamilton to have arranged this for us?

Yes. It certainly is.

I can't thank you enough, Doctor.

Never having been married myself,

I've had a warm spot in my heart

for those who have achieved it.

- Achieved? - Certainly.

As a psychologist, I can assure you

a happy marriage is indeed a rare achievement.

Isn't that rather cynical?

Well, perhaps it is.

But you see, marriage is a very tricky business.

People have impulses, compulsions, drives,

let us say, towards escape. Escape from loneliness.

They seek that escape

in the companionship of someone else.

And Io, just when they think they've achieved it,

they find they put on their own handcuffs.

Despite of what you say, Doctor, you're a very kind-hearted man.

What do you say to that, Prof. Holsworth?

Oh, now you've got me on the spot, Doctor.

Prof. Holsworth says

that the thing that he admires about me

is in the pursuit of pure science,

I've learned to put my heart in a cage.

And is your heart in a cage, Prof. Holsworth?

Oh, I give it a little birdseed now and then.

That's very strong-minded of you,

but I'm not quite convinced.

Neither am I. I regret to say, Miss Turner,

that pure science is not the only thing

that the younger professors pursue.

Just what kind of a doctor are you anyway?

I know you mess around with the brain, but how?

Well, I don't do trepanning

or any such vulgar hammering

and sawing of the skull.

I deal with thoughts and dreams

which no amount of surgery can handle.

You see, sometimes,

a thought can be like a malignant disease

that starts to eat away the willpower.

When that happens, it's my business to remove the thought.

Before it can cause destruction.

That's a very pretty theory, Doctor,

but I-I don't quite see

how you can take a thought out of a man's head.

It seems to me that if it's there, it's there,

and there's nothing can be done about it.

Good old practical, Dick.

Life is so simple for engineers.

All problems solved with a slide rule and T-square.

Well, what do you, eminent psychoanalysts,

think causes these thoughts, Doctor?

Oh, any number of things,

but I should say love and its frustration

is the worst offender.

See, Dr. Hamilton belongs

to the Freudian School of Psychology

that believes love rather than money

is the root of all evil.

Why, it's nothing of the kind.

I beg your pardon, Dr. Hamilton.

But love doesn't always cause unhappiness and trouble.

It's been man's inspiration for centuries.

Why, it's been the basis of some of the greatest stories ever written.

Look at Romeo and Juliet. Antony and Cleopatra.

Abelard and Heloise.

Yes, but look what happened to them.

Oh, Dick, that's not fair. You know what I mean.

It doesn't matter what happens to people

as long as they have something to live for.

But they didn't live for it, they died for it.

Evelyn, darling,

perhaps you better leave the entire subject alone

until you're married.

Dear, I wish I could express myself better.

I think you've expressed yourself remarkably well.

- Goodnight. - It is raining, isn't it?

Be careful, Kathy, it's slippery.

- Yes. - Come on now, hurry up.

Thank you again for a wonderful evening, Doctor.

It's perfectly alright now.

Goodbye!

Do drive carefully, Dick.

I am driving carefully.

I think that young Prof. Holsworth

is awfully nice, don't you, dear?

Oh, I guess, it'd be alright when he grows up.

The way you talk, you'd think you are 180.

As a matter of fact, he's about your own age.

After all, he has a good, steady job at the college--

Now, listen here. Don't start marrying me off

before I've made up my mind.

When I marry, I want it to be something solid

like you and Dick.

Your ears burning, Dick?

Positively.

Oh, by the way, Evelyn, I got a letter from mother today.

I gathered she was lonely and that it was time you came home.

She didn't say so in exactly so many words, mind you, but--

But you felt she wanted Evelyn to come home.

Yes.

That's funny. She didn't write me about it.

Oh, she probably knew you were having a good time

and didn't wanna spoil your fun.

I suppose I should go back.

As much as I hate to.

Perhaps, I could make plane reservations sometime next week.

Look out!

Sometimes, a thought can be like a malignant disease

and start to eat away the willpower.

I suppose you'd like me to step out of the picture.

Well, I'll never do that.

Never.

Never.

Never. Never.

Love has been man's inspiration for centuries.

You know, Dick. It's really rather funny.

I hope Evelyn never finds out.

She'd laugh at you too.

Marriage is a very tricky business.

He's alright now, Doctor.

Well, old man, you had quite a jolt, didn't you?

How do you feel?

Great.

It's only a broken leg.

We'll have you up and around again in no time.

- How's Evelyn? - She's alright.

Just a few scratches.

And Kathryn?

She escaped without a mark.

- Come in, Doctor. - Thank you.

Well, well, well. How's the patient today?

- How are you, Doctor? - I'm fine, thanks.

Doctors can't afford to be sick, you know?

Only rich people.

Well, now then...

let's see how we're coming along.

Feel that?

No. I can't feel a thing.

Oh, try your weight on it.

Careful now.

Take it easy.

Ah.

It's no use.

How does it feel?

Well, I...

I can't feel anything.

Just like it belongs to somebody else.

Well, don't worry, Dick.

The X-rays show the fracture to be completely healed.

If you just keep on religiously with those exercises'

I showed you, you'll be walking again sooner than you think.

That's what I keep telling him, Doctor.

But for the past five weeks, he's been grumbling

around the house like an old bear.

You me give any idea just how long that'll be?

No. Your trouble's mental now, not physical.

Well, then neither you nor any other doctor can tell

from that X-ray just when I'll be able to walk again, huh?

Unfortunately, we cannot photograph the nervous system.

Your present condition is entirely neurasthenic.

Neuronophagia we call it,

and that doesn't show on plates.

Alright. There must be something I can do.

Just sitting around the house whole day in a wheelchair

is enough to drive a man crazy.

Well, you might try swimming in warm water.

That's worked miracles in some of the cases.

It relaxes the muscles.

Oh, why didn't you say that, Doc?

That's a great idea.

Hey, Kathy, why don't we put this contraption in the car

and go up to Mountain Springs for a week?

- Well I-- - That's a splendid idea.

So long as you don't over exert yourself.

Ha-ha. Fat chance.

Well, I'll give you a letter to the house physician.

Tell him to look out for you.

By the way, what did you hear from Evelyn?

Yes, what did we hear from Evelyn, Kathy?

Well, as a matter of fact, they got a telegram

from her this morning. She says she's very happy

and glad to be home.

I never could quite understand

why she went away so suddenly.

I had an idea she was rather smitten

with young Prof. Holsworth.

I was uh, hoping...

Oh, well...

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Doctor.

- Oh, Kathy. - Yes?

You never said anything about...

About What?

About our quarrel about Evelyn.

Do you think I'm a fool? I'd rather die than tell anyone.

I'm afraid, I've hurt you very much, Kathy. I'm sorry.

It's funny how virtuous a man can be when he's helpless.

- Oh, Phillips. - Yes, sir.

Car ready?

Just putting the last two bags in now.

Are you ready, sir?

What's the matter with you, Philips?

You seem to be in a bit of a hurry.

Cook and I thought we'd rather like to take the morning train

if it is the all the same to you, sir?

Oh, sure. By all means. You can go along now if you want to.

But what about you, Mr. Mason?

Oh, Mrs. Mason and I will manage nicely, thank you.

You two run along. I know you're anxious to get started.

- Thank you, sir. - Have a nice vacation.

Thank you very much, sir.

Oh, get me Orchid 3872.

- Richard, Richard. - Yes?

Are you nearly ready?

494. Yes. I'll be right with you.

Oh, do hurry, or we'll never get there.

Can't you ever be on time?

We were supposed to be ready an hour ago.

Oh, say Freston, I've just been looking at those core samples

but I'm not satisfied.

Suppose you get down there and find

you're tying into a fall cleavage?

I can't afford to gamble on the job that far away.

You'll have to come out to the house tonight.

And then take that 9 o'clock train.

I'm afraid, there's no other way out of it.

Okay, I'll see you then.

- Who was that? - Freston.

Kathy, I'm afraid, we'll have to change our plans.

I've got to see him tonight.

Oh, drat.

Can't be helped. Work's work, and it's just got to be done.

This sort of thing always happens when we're going away.

Phillips! Phillips!

Have they gone?

Yes. I told them to.

Wish you'd let me know before.

Well, I only found it out myself just this minute.

Kathy, I don't wanna spoil your fun.

Why don't you go ahead, and I'll meet you up there.

I'll phone Phillips,

and have him drive me out tomorrow

or the day after. The very latest.

But I can't drive up there alone.

Well, certainly, you can. You're an excellent driver.

Have you got your key to the safe?

No, I'm afraid I left mine in the bedroom.

Oh, never mind, here's mine.

You're not gonna take all that junk with you, are you?

I only want a couple of things.

We're not going to The Ritz.

This is just a simple mountain resort.

I only want this cameo. It goes with the suit.

You do look nice with that.

That's the first compliment you've paid me in a long time.

I'm not such a bad guy when you get to know me.

Richard...

Yes?

Never mind.

- Oh, Kathy. - Yes?

Be sure and drive slowly.

Some of those mountain roads are pretty dangerous.

- Hello, Doctor. - Well, hello, Kathryn.

Well, how do you like the results

- of fertilizer on plumbago? - It's lovely.

Give me five minutes, and I'll cut you enough for a vaseful.

Oh, not now, Doctor. I'm on my way to Mountain Springs.

- Without Richard? - Something came up at the very last minute.

He insisted that I go on alone.

I only stopped by to ask you if you could look in on him

and make sure he's alright.

I'll be glad to. I'll clean up and go over right away.

Oh, there's no need to do that. He'll be working all afternoon.

Tonight too, for that matter.

If you would drop by in the morning...

I will. I promise.

You see, you and Evelyn

are my very favorite people.

Thank you, Doctor.

At the university, I spend a little time

in teaching classes a great deal

in giving advice to individuals.

Distracted husbands, unhappy wives.

Sometimes, I almost lose my belief

in the existence of a happy marriage.

- Then I think of yours. - We've been very fortunate.

More than anyone expected five years ago, my dear.

I guess it's quite safe now to tell you

that I wouldn't have bet an old umbrella

on your marriage lasting as much as a year.

It's a very great tribute to you

to have proved me so utterly wrong.

Have a wonderful time at Mountain Springs, my dear.

Don't worry about Richard. I'll look after him.

Thank you. Thank you very much, Doctor.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Would you mind moving your car?

Kathryn.

Richard.

Richard. I was afraid. I thought...

Why, you're walking, Richard.

You're walking without help.

How did you get here?

Why are you here, Richard?

Why are you... here?

No.

No.

Richard. Don't.

Thank you.

Doesn't seem if anybody's home.

- That you, Freston? - Yes, where are you?

In the study, come on in.

- Oh, hello, Bob. - Hi, Mason.

I meant to leave the porch light on for you.

Hello, Mountain Springs Hotel?

I'll wait.

Too bad I had to break into your vacation this way, Philip,

but I'll make it up to you later on.

That's alright, sir. I quite understand.

Just a minute.

Hello, Mountain Springs Hotel?

I wanna speak with Mrs. Richard Mason.

Mr. Mason calling.

I'm sorry I had to drag you down here on a night like this.

- Oh, it's okay. - Make yourself comfortable.

- Thanks. - Hello, yeah.

She hasn't?

Are you sure?

Well, have her call me

the minute she comes in, will you?

Thank you very much.

Should've been there by now.

Hey, Phillips, do you suppose you can get us some food?

Yes, sir. I think there's some nice cold mutton in the icebox.

Mutton, but I...

Yes. That will be alright.

Let's get to work.

This is plate 47.

Are you absolutely certain she hasn't arrived yet?

Are you the chap I talked to before?

Uh-huh.

Be sure to have her call me

the minute she gets in. It's important.

Bob, I'm really getting worried.

Now, don't get yourself all worked up.

She might've had engine trouble or a flat tire or something.

If she'd had difficulty, she certainly would've let me know.

Well, she might've had trouble getting to a phone.

After all, those mountain roads are--

What'd I say? There she is now.

- Hello. - Hello, Dick.

This is Hamilton.

Kathryn stopped by on her way out to the Springs.

Asked me to look after you. I'm keeping my word.

How are you?

Well, frankly, Doctor, I'm a little worried.

She hasn't arrived, and it's getting late.

I see. That is something to worry about.

She came by here shortly before noon.

You don't hear from her soon, Dick,

I should inform the Highway Patrol.

Yes. I guess I better do that right away.

Well, thanks for calling, Doctor.

See, Bob, I-I don't think I can do anymore work tonight.

This thing's really getting on my nerves.

Aren't we about finished?

There is just the design for the causeway center.

Hello.

Oh, get me police headquarters.

Where did you get this idea?

Howard recommends the pentagon pattern

for loose shale.

Yes.

Yes. That ought to do very well.

Hello, police headquarters?

I wanna report a missing woman.

Yes.

Thank you.

Now, Dr. Hamilton,

you say Mrs. Mason stopped by your house

for a moment on her way out of town. How long did she stay?

Only for a few minutes. She didn't come into the house.

She said that you, Richard, were all alone.

She asked me to look in on you.

I offered to do so at once,

but she said you had work to do.

And this morning would be soon enough.

Did she seem to be any different than usual,

or was she excited or morose

- or anything like that? - No.

I would say she was in normally good spirits.

Thank you, Doctor.

Mr. Mason, uh,

you say, she was wearing a green cameo ring.

That's right.

Did she have other jewelry with her?

Yes. She had one of those costume pieces

on her coat, wedding ring, engagement ring...

oh, yes, heart-shaped gold locket

engraved "Richard to Kathryn."

She kept my picture in it.

Remember anything else?

Yes. Monogrammed handkerchief in this pocket.

- White handkerchief? - Yes, with a green border.

And let's see, I'm trying to visualize as I last saw her.

She was wearing a rose. She looked very smart.

I remember I commented on it.

You've done excellently, Mr. Mason.

If you knew what we usually have to work on.

- Highway Patrol, sir. - Well, come in, Roberts.

- Find anything? - No, sir.

No sign of a crack-up or skid marks of any kind.

Of course, last night's rain didn't help any.

Mr. Mason, are you sure

which road Mrs. Mason took to Mountain Springs?

Pretty sure. Martinez Canyon. We usually go up that way.

Couldn't she have gone via Allison Highway

and then cut over to Martinez Canyon?

No. I hardly think so.

It's several miles longer that way.

We've combed both roads.

All the way to Mountain Springs and back.

- Alright, Roberts. You may go. - Thank you.

I don't understand this, Workman.

There're only two roads, a woman and a car

can't just vanish into thin air.

Mr. Mason, I'm going to say something that may offend you.

So, I hope you realize my position.

There can be only two explanations of what happened.

Either your wife's car skidded and went off into a canyon

that we've yet to search.

Or she didn't go where she said she was going.

Exactly what do you mean?

Well, if you'd had a quarrel, say.

She might have gotten mad and gone off to visit some friend

without telling you.

Oh, no. I hardly think there's any chance of that.

My wife and I got on very well together.

Nevertheless, women are sometimes very unpredictable.

She might have been nursing some secret sorrow

or a grudge... which you were unaware.

Isn't there some intimate friend or relative of hers

we could question?

Richard, I hope you won't mind

my making the suggestion.

But don't you think we should send for Evelyn?

I already have.

Dick, I believe you're playing on my sympathy.

You can do better than that.

Oh, I thought I was doing pretty well for a guy

who has only been out of his perambulator a couple of days.

Of course, you are.

Dr. Grant will be very pleased.

Not half as pleased as I'll be

to see the last of Dr. Grant and this.

I've admired you so much this past week.

I know what a terrific strain you've been under

and yet you've been wonderful.

You're such a help to me.

You've been a great help to me just by being here.

Dick, I...

I'm going to ask you a question

I've wanted to ask for some time.

Go ahead, shoot.

Did you notice anything unusual about Kathryn

before she disappeared?

What do you mean?

Before I left, I-I felt there was something worrying her.

Something she was trying to hide.

Yes. Well, now that you mentioned it,

I may as well tell you that I felt the same thing.

I guess I should have told you before.

Perhaps, if I had, this wouldn't have happened.

She had been acting strangely for sometime.

She even started imagining things.

What sort of things?

I don't think there's any reason to go into them.

Just the results of an over-wrought condition.

No, Dick. I think I have a right to know.

Well, for one thing...

she imagined I'd fallen in love with you.

- Me? - Yes.

Where on earth did she get that idea?

I don't know.

May I come in?

Of course, Doc. We've been expecting you.

I was just admiring your roses.

You better go around to the front door unless, of course,

you wanna put a beard on and come down the chimney.

I guess I'm too old for that sort of thing.

Funny things happen inside people's heads, don't they?

Dick, please don't say anything about this to anyone

for Kathryn's sake.

I won't.

- Good evening, Doctor Hamilton. - Good evening, Phillips!

I didn't hear you drive up, sir.

Oh, I left the car home. It was such a beautiful evening,

I thought the walk would do me good.

Hello, Doctor. How are you?

Fine, Dick. It's good to see you

up and around again.

- Hello, Evelyn. - Good evening, Doctor.

- I hope I'm not late. - Not at all.

- How about a cocktail? - Excellent idea!

Yes. Yes, it's Mr. Mason.

What? Alright, I'll be right over.

Sorry, Doctor. I'm afraid

we'll have to postpone dinner for a while.

It was Police Headquarters.

They found a clue.

This may be the end of our waiting.

Well, this is what we found on him, Mr. Mason.

You recognize it?

Yes, it's Kathryn's or an exact duplicate.

What do you say, Miss Turner?

- It is Kathryn's ring. - You sure?

Positive.

Hey, you.

Take your hat off.

Where did you get that ring?

Out of a lady's pocketbook.

Snatched the pocketbook?

Uh-huh. Just dug in my hand and come out with it.

Come on, make it clearer. What happened?

Well, we was waiting to cross the street, see.

A big crowd, see.

The red light was holding us up.

This was in downtown traffic?

- Yeah, that's right. - When?

Uh, couple of days ago.

Go ahead.

Well, this lady is standing right next to me, see.

Just the people next to her must have been pushing or something

'cause she changes the pocketbook

to the hand right along the side of me.

So, I unlatch the bag,

stick my hand in, come out with the ring.

Do you remember what the lady looked like?

Uh-huh.

So?

Just a minute.

- Mind if I ask him a question? - No. Go ahead.

This lady wearing a hat?

Yes, sir.

What color was it? Was it green?

I think so.

Just a plain hat? Nothing on it?

Nothing.

Yeah.

Yeah, there was one thing on it.

- What? - A feather.

Kind of a big feather.

You're lying. You either kidnapped her or killed her!

Oh, don't just stand there, staring at me. Do something!

Make him tell where she is! Beat it out of him!

- Take him outta here. - Come on, let's go.

Sorry, I blew up.

It's the strain of waiting.

Not knowing what's happened to her.

Come on, Evelyn.

I think that man knows a lot more than he's admitting.

Well, if he does, you may be sure

they'll get it out of him.

It's just a matter of time.

Meanwhile, Richard, I'd like to offer a suggestion.

- Go ahead. - You should get away

from all this for a while. Get out of that house.

Too many associations. Too hard on the nerves.

- My nerves are alright. - Are they?

How would you expect me to feel?

Precisely as you do, and t's time

you did something about it.

I'm leaving tomorrow for Rainbow Lake

to spend my spring vacation.

Why not come up there with me?

There's room and service at the lodge.

Lakes, mountains, and good fishing.

It'll do you good.

I think you should go, Dick.

It's exactly what you need.

How about you?

You've been under as much strain as I have.

Why don't you come along too?

Well, I'd like to if Dr. Hamilton doesn't mind.

Mind? Oh, I'd be delighted.

Let's consider the matter settled then, huh?

Goodnight, Dick.

I'm glad you decided to come with me.

So am I. I think it'll do us both good.

I'm afraid I'm depending a good deal on you.

That's alright.

I like to be depended on.

Goodnight.

Night.

Come in.

Yes, sir?

Has anyone been in this room tonight?

No one except myself, sir.

Someone else has.

Someone wearing Mrs. Mason's perfume.

Can't you smell it?

Yes. I think I can, sir.

But I don't understand it. Unless, Miss Evelyn...

No. It couldn't have been Miss Evelyn.

She's been out with me all evening.

That'll be all.

Can I assist you, sir?

No. I'll manage alright.

Goodnight, sir.

Goodnight.

Get me Police Headquarters.

I wanna talk to Lt. Egan. This is Richard Mason.

Hello, Egan. This is Mason.

Somebody's been in my house tonight.

No. Nothing has been taken.

Something has been added.

Wedding ring my wife wore when she went away.

You know, Dick, it's like a different world up here.

Makes everything that happened back home seem like a bad dream.

Yeah. I know.

- Ship ahoy! - Hiya, Doc.

- Hello! - Any luck?

Well, if you call this luck.

I could use that for bait.

I caught one bigger than that,

but I didn't like the way he looked at me.

So, I threw him back.

I don't really fish for fish anyway.

I just like it as an excuse for doing nothing.

Same time in the morning, Doctor?

Same time, Bill.

So, you two should come out where there really are fish.

Hey, you did alright!

I know what we're going to have for dinner.

- Did you have a good day, Doc? - Fine. Look.

No, Evelyn. Go this way. The boatman says it's shorter.

Must be a little dull for you, my dear,

to be up here with two old fogies

like Dick and me.

Oh, speak for yourself, Doctor.

I'm neither old nor a fogie,

whatever that is.

Nevertheless, I thought

that Evelyn needed the companionship

of someone her own age.

So, when we get back to the hotel,

I'm hoping she'll find a very agreeable surprise.

- Who? - Professor Holsworth.

Really, Doctor, you shouldn't have done that.

- What will he think? - Put your mind at ease, my dear.

Prof. Holsworth is under the impression

that I wish to consult him

in regard to our work for the next semester.

You're quite a matchmaker, Doctor.

Why don't you let the girl make up her own mind?

Don't worry, Dick. I will.

Well, there you are!

I try to play Cupid, and that's all the thanks I get.

What's that?

- Oh, that woodpile? - Yes.

Oh, that's for the outdoor bonfires.

They make a nice-looking couple, don't they?

What?

I say, they make a nice-looking couple, don't they?

Yes. I suppose they do. I haven't really thought about it.

Young Holsworth has a very brilliant career ahead of him

if he watches his step.

And I think Evelyn is the girl to see that he does just that.

Along distance call for you, sir.

- Well, I'll be right there. - It's probably Egan.

Maybe he's got something out of that hobo.

Yes. I've been waiting for him to crack.

What would you say to a walk on the terrace?

I'd rather do that if you're sure you don't mind.

Oh, come along then.

One moment, please.

You can take it in the second booth.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello! Hello!

What's the matter with the call, operator?

I don't know sir.

Hello. Hello?

The line seems to be disconnected now.

Or he didn't even answer.

Get me the city main, 2020.

Yes, sir.

Main, 2020.

One moment, please.

Hello, police headquarters? Gimme the homicide bureau.

Homicide. Workman speaking.

Just a minute.

Hey, Egan.

Egan!

- Yeah? - Richard Mason for you.

Egan speaking. Hello, Mr. Mason.

No. No, I didn't call you.

We've got nothing to report right now.

I'll let you know if anything happens.

Okay. I'm sorry to have bothered you. Goodbye.

Did the party who called give his name?

It was a lady, sir.

- A lady? - Yes, sir.

Well, did the lady give her name?

No. No, I thought that...

No, I'm sure she didn't give her name, sir.

Just what did she say?

Well, if you'll excuse me, sir.

I've read about you and your wife in the papers.

This lady said, "I'd like to speak to Mr. Mason."

And I said, "Who's calling, please?"

And I thought she said, "Mrs. Mason"

but she probably just repeated "Mr. Mason.

The connection wasn't a clear one.

Is there any way to have the call traced?

I'm afraid not, sir.

I'm certain I heard her incorrectly.

Yes, I guess it must have been a mistake.

Rainbow Lodge. One moment, please.

- What news, Dick? - I don't know.

By the time I got there the phone was disconnected.

Well, if it's important, they'll call back.

I guess so.

Doctor, you're a pretty smart man.

You've had a lot of experience along these lines.

What do you think about that hobo?

Think he's told us all he knows?

Yes. I think he was telling the truth.

He's just a common or garden variety of pickpocket.

You see, Dick, it takes a man of violent mind

to commit a major crime like robbery or killing.

Then you believe all killers are one particular pattern, eh?

All those who commit premeditated murder

they're all egotists to the point of egomania.

That's a pretty broad statement.

But based on an obvious premise, I'm afraid.

Only a supreme egotist who would hold his desires

above the life of another person

could feel capable of achieving a perfect crime.

Now, that's open to argument, doctor.

Since there've been unsolved murders

there could've been perfect crimes.

The laws of chance are overwhelmingly against it.

So are the laws of human nature.

You see a murderer's whole safety

depends upon a complication of lies.

If he had no motive, no access that his alibi's perfect.

Even if he feels no remorse, think of the strain he endures

in knowing that one error will be his undoing.

That if he is forgetful enough

to contradict one of his statements.

If his act of innocence is unconvincing in any detail

if he so much as talks in his sleep...

I wonder what's become of Evelyn.

You know, that's probably the same moon they have back home.

- Looks better here somehow. - It is beautiful.

Evelyn, ever since you've come back

there's something I've been wanting to ask you.

It's been on my mind ever since you went away.

I didn't realize how much I wanted you to be here

until you did go away. If you know what I mean.

Yes, Norman, I believe I know what you mean.

I've been thinking.

Although I'm pretty well set with my teaching at college

I have no background.

No home life, if you know what I mean.

Oh, I know this is all very sudden but--

No, Norman.

I've had the feeling that you've liked me for quite some time--

- Don't you like me? - Yes.

Yes, I do.

What's the matter? Is there some other man?

No, of course not. Who would there be?

I don't know. You say you like me and yet...

Norman, please don't ask me to give you an answer right now.

I-I'm so confused.

I'd like to give you a reason, but I can't.

I can't explain it.

Aren't you cold out here?

Maybe, I'd better get you a wrap.

I'm alright, Dick.

Nevertheless, I think you should have a wrap.

I'll get it.

Seems to be very fond of you.

Yes. In fact, he just asked me to marry him.

Oh.

What did you say?

I told him I couldn't make up my mind just now.

Why did you say that?

- Because it's true. - Why is it true?

Why couldn't you make up your mind?

I don't know, Dick. I couldn't give him an answer, that's all.

I'll tell you Why.

Because you feel about me just as I feel about you.

- That's not true. - It is true.

It's always been true.

How do you feel about me?

- What do you mean, Dick? - Here's your wrap, Evelyn.

How about us all walking down to the campfire by the lake?

Oh, count me out.

What's the matter with him?

I don't know. I have to find out.

Will you excuse me, please, Norman?

Sure.

Dick?

Dick?

I want to talk to you a minute.

Alright. Go ahead. What is it?

What did you mean just now, when you said

"I feel the same way about you as you do about me."

You know perfectly well what I meant. I love you.

You shouldn't have said that, Dick.

- Even if it is true. - Why shouldn't I have said it?

I'm past pretending either to myself or to anybody else.

Kathryn was right then?

Yes. Kathryn was right.

Did you tell her you were in love with me?

No, but she seemed to sense it in some way.

I sensed it too.

Made me very uncomfortable at times.

The situation became impossible. That's really why I went away.

And now?

It's still impossible, Dick.

Why? Why is it impossible?

Because we don't know what's happened to her.

We don't know whether she's dead or alive. We...

I'm not talking about her. I'm not talking about us.

How do you feel about us?

But it can never be, Dick.

She'd always be there between us.

- Then you do love me. - I didn't say that!

That's what you meant, isn't it? You love me, but you haven't got

- the courage to face it. - No, Dick, I don't love you.

Then why did you come back?

- What do you mean? - Exactly what I said.

Why did you come back the minute you heard

Kathryn was gone?

I worried about her, I wanted to

be here in case I could do anything.

You came 'cause you wanna be with me.

- Yes, but I-- - Kathryn was gone.

And you could be alone with me.

But you sent for me, Dick.

Why did you come up here tonight?

Why are you here now?

To know what you meant.

You know perfectly well what I meant downstairs.

There wasn't anything subtle about it.

If you hadn't wanted to hear no more

you'd have gone with Holsworth.

But I wanted to have it out in the open.

I had to discuss it with you.

Alright. We are discussing it.

What would you do if Kathryn came back now?

- I don't know. - Uh, you see.

You prattle along about Romeo and Juliet

and all those romantic storybook characters

who died for love yet you run away from it.

- But I don't feel that way. - But you do.

- No. - That's why you came back.

That's why you couldn't answer that professor.

That's why you're sitting here now.

You just haven't courage to say it.

Dick, stop it!

Better dry your eyes.

It's Kathryn's.

That's what I meant when I said

"She'd always be there between us."

Are you sure this is the identical handkerchief

that she were when she went away?

Of course I'm sure.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have brought it to you.

I even asked the maid at the house.

She says she distinctly remembered

putting it in the pocket of my wife's suit.

In fact, it was made for the suit.

There's no other like it.

Mr. Mason, I've come across

a lot of screwy things in this business,

but this beats them all.

Now look, Egan, the ring, the key

and the handkerchief could mean one of two things.

Either she was murdered, and her body's been found

or she was kidnapped.

If it's ransom they want, I'll pay it.

Have you received any anonymous letters?

Not so far. I expect that to start any minute.

What about that tramp you caught?

What have you done with him?

We're still holding him.

On a pickpocket charge.

I'd like to get my hands on him for five minutes.

- I'd make him talk. - Sorry, Mr. Mason.

But that's absolutely against regulations.

Regulations?

I imagine it's also against the regulations for you

to sit on your finely-upholstered,

plush-bottom swivel-backed chair.

Taking the tax payer's money without delivering the goods.

I warn you, Egan.

Unless I get some decisive action out of this office

I'm gonna hire my own detective.

- Good morning, Mr. Mason. - How are you, Miss Crowley?

You tell Mr. Harris I'd like to see him.

Yes, sir.

Welcome back, Mr. Mason. We didn't expect you so soon.

Oh, yes. Well, I just happened to be in town for a few hours

and thought I'd drop in, and see if everything's alright.

- Any news? - Uh, no, sir.

Mr. Claiborne and I opened the business mail as you directed.

We've attended to everything.

Uh, those seem to be personal.

We were going to forward them to you but...

Oh, that's alright.

Yes, I knew, Freston was gonna run into trouble.

Were you able to send him the parts?

Yes, sir. They went out in yesterday's clipper.

Mr. Mason, uh, several... all of us have been wondering

whether you've had any news of Mrs. Mason.

No, not yet.

We're very sorry, sir.

If there's anything at all we can do?

Thanks.

Yes, sir.

- Wait for me. - Yes, sir.

- This your ticket? - Yeah.

- You wanna redeem it? - Yes.

2-2-7-8-7.

2-2-7-8-7.

2-2-7-8-7.

2-2-7-8-7.

- Who pawned this locket? - Didn't you?

No. Who did?

2-2-7-8-7.

A lady, Mrs. Richard Mason.

Let me see that book.

When was this? How long ago?

Night, day before yesterday.

Remember her? What did she look like?

Yeah, I remember. Kind of a nice-looking lady.

Sorta tall. Wore a green outfit.

One of them suits, you know?

Everything green.

Her handbag, her suit, her hat.

All but a feather stickin' up, sorta.

- Day before yesterday? - Yeah.

I'll redeem it. How much?

Nothin' doin'.

Come back in 90 days, and you can buy it.

- What do you mean? - New state law.

Only the party of the pawned stuff can redeem it.

- But I have the pawn ticket. - That's only half of it.

You gotta duplicate the signature,

or else bring a letter from the lady that pawned it.

I'm her husband, Richard Mason.

I've all sorts of identification in my wallet.

It's no good, mister. Not unless you get a letter from her to me.

Of course, if she don't show up for 90 days, goes on sale.

Ninety days?

Thank you.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, sweetheart.

Remember me?

Yeah. How much do I owe ya?

Dollar seventy-five.

Dollar seventy-five?

Well, drive me to police headquarters.

Are you sure the book was signed "Mrs. Richard Mason?"

- I'm positive. - Doesn't seem possible.

It didn't seem possible that her wedding ring

would turn up in my safe. But it did.

- What's the address? - 17 Bay Street.

17 Bay Street.

Thank you very much.

Yes, gentlemen.

We wanna see the gold locket Mrs. Mason pawned.

Gold locket?

I think there must be some mistake, mister.

I have no gold lockets. Nobody buys them anymore.

The few I had left, I sold just for the gold.

Oh, don't gimme that. It was right here in this tray half an hour ago.

You must have seen it in some other pawnshop, sir.

- It was here in this pawn shop. - Let's see that locket.

Honestly, gentlemen, I haven't had any gold lockets in here

for more than a year.

- Where's your partner? - I have no partner.

Alright, your clerk, your helper, the big fella.

He's making a mistake, Mr. Detective.

I have no partner or help of any kind.

This is my shop. I run it myself.

You sure this is the right place?

I'm absolutely positive. I remember those clocks,

the guitar, the whole place.

It was right here in this case, number 22787.

- Have you got the ticket? - Yes...

No. He kept it, the big fella.

- Believe me, Mr. Detective-- - Hand me that ledger.

Yes, sir, anything you say.

Show it to you, right there in the book in her own handwriting?

Uh, let's see, 22787.

22787, uh, 22...

You switched books, you've hidden the locket. Where is it?

Get a hold of yourself. It won't do any good.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Of course it's possible

you might be mistaken about the pawn shop.

- They're all similar. - I tell you I'm not mistaken.

It was that pawn shop at that address, 17 Bay street.

I walked into the shop.

I gave the ticket to the man behind the counter.

He handed me the locket. I kept it and I held it in my hands.

I saw my wife's signature in the book alongside the number.

The same number that was on the pawn ticket. 22787.

If we only had the ticket.

I told you he kept it, the big fella.

- No reason to get excited-- - No reason?

How would you feel if all this had happen to you?

Well, I... I guess I'd feel as if I'd gone soft in the head.

Now, look here, Workman.

We've had half a dozen clues

and nobody seems to be able to do anything about them.

I warned Egan unless something was done and quickly

I'd have to take matters into my own hands

and that's exactly what I'm gonna do.

Well, professor, What do you think?

Are they written by the same person?

Apparently, yes.

But it's possible that certain similarities as appear now

may be the result of certain family characteristics

that sometimes appear on the writing of brothers and sisters.

Are such cases common?

No, but you do run across them now and then.

But for a positively accurate comparison

I shall have to enlarge both specimens

analyze the individual letters

and study the basic angles and group couples.

Oh, I'm sorry to put you to all that trouble, professor.

Oh, not at all. I'm only too delighted to do anything I can

for a friend of Dr. Hamilton's.

And he'll enjoy every minute of it.

Give Professor Berens a comparison microscope

and he's as happy as a little boy playing "Sherlock Holmes."

Well, I-I only hope I can be of some help to you.

Thank you.

Oh, Richard.

Are you gonna leave Evelyn up at the lodge?

Yes. I don't see any need

in dragging her down here for all this.

Good. As long as she is with Professor Holsworth

you can be sure she's in good hands.

Well, Mr. Mason, I didn't hear you come in.

Well, that's alright, Phillips.

I thought you were still up at Rainbow Lodge.

Well, I had some unexpected business here in town.

Mrs. Mason used to keep her stationary here in this desk.

- Yes, sir. - Whatever became of it?

- Do you know? - Miss Evelyn took it, sir.

Oh. Miss Evelyn.

Yes, sir. When she went up to the lodge.

Sisters have a way of borrowing each other things, sir.

I should know. My wife has two of them.

And that reminds me, sir.

Do you remember the night we smelled the perfume?

I found that Miss Evelyn had a bottle, sir,

just like her sister's.

Well, goodnight, Phillips.

Shall I turn your bed down, sir?

Eh, no. I'm driving back to the lodge.

Who is it?

- Dick. May I come in? - Yes.

The clerk downstairs tells me you're leaving.

- Yes. - Where you going?

- Back to town. - Why?

I've decided I can't stay up here

any longer after last night.

You're going without telling me?

I've written you a note. It's there on the desk.

What's the matter, Dick?

I was just thinking

how much your stationary looks like Kathryn's.

Oh, it is Kathryn's. I didn't bring any with me

when I left home, so I borrowed hers.

I didn't think you'd mind.

- Strange. - What?

How closely your handwriting resembles hers.

Oh, I hadn't noticed it.

Yes, it would only take a few slight strokes of the pen

to make them absolutely identical.

- What's wrong, Dick? - Is there something wrong?

Yes. You seem to be...

Why are you looking at me like that?

Odd. I was just about to ask you the same thing.

Why do you look at me as you do?

- Oh! You're imagining things. - Am I?

I'll answer that.

Hello. What? Miss Turner's car?

Oh, uh, well, cancel it.

Yes, I'll drive Miss Turner to the station.

Send a boy up for the rest of the luggage.

You shouldn't have done that, Dick.

Why not? I might as well drive you down as long as I'm here.

But you must be tired.

It's a hard drive especially at night.

I like driving at night. Come on, we better hurry.

- Just put it in the back. - Yes, sir.

- Here you are. - Thank you, sir.

Do drive carefully, Dick.

These mountain roads are so dangerous.

Trust me, I've heard that before.

Mr. Mason! Mr. Mason! You're wanted on the telephone.

You're wanted on the telephone.

Wait for me.

Hello.

Hello, Dick, I tried to get you at home.

Phillips told me you'd gone to the lodge.

Oh, yes. Well, I changed my plans.

Now what's the verdict? What did Berens find out?

Same handwriting, Richard. It's Kathryn's writing.

- But it couldn't be. - There's no doubt about it.

Professor Berens says he'd stake his reputation on it.

- What does that mean? - I don't know.

I think it means that Kathryn is still alive.

Dick?

Dick? Are you still there, Dick?

Are you still there, Dick?

Well, thanks for calling.

Oh, Holsworth.

Holsworth.

Hello, Mr. Mason. Sorry, I didn't see you.

I don't know whether I'm comin' or goin'.

Did you ever tell a girl you loved her

and were given your walking papers?

Well, I don't know. I guess so. I can't remember.

Apparently not. From what I see, you'll be good with women.

- What did Evelyn say to you? - She was very nice.

Said she wanted me to be her friend.

Evelyn is the only girl I'll never have for a friend.

It's amazing how much I love her.

I love her so much it is unbelievable

that she doesn't love me.

I think I know what you mean.

Said goodbye though. Going back tomorrow.

I wouldn't do that.

If I were you, I'd have another try.

I think you'll find she's changed her mind.

Where is she?

Outside, in my car.

- Oh, Holsworth. - Yes?

You're a nice fella.

It goes both ways, Mr. Mason.

- Good luck. - Thanks.

I'm sure you'll appreciate

the splendid construction of this, sir.

It's twice as strong as an average wardrobe case

but only a fraction of the weight.

Yes, I'll take it. How about a smaller one?

Yes, sir. I believe I have

an excellent one in the same matched set.

Doesn't have to match. Anything will do.

Oh, but I'm sure you'll like this one, sir.

If I can only lay my hands on it.

I saw it here. Oh, here it is.

- Right here. - Yes. That'll do.

Yes, sir. I knew you'll like it.

You know, I always think it's much better

to have luggage that matches.

Anything wrong, sir?

Hey, you.

Kathryn.

Are you looking for someone, mister?

Oh, yes. I-I want to see the lady who lives here.

You got the wrong flat. No one lives in there.

It's for rent.

Are you the manager of this building?

No, I'm the owner.

Oh, well, uh... May I see this flat?

Why, yes.

You'll find it a real nice flat, mister.

I just had it all done over with new wallpaper.

The floor's all redone.

It's a nice light flat

and real handy to the markets and shopping center.

This is a studio if you paint.

That's practically a new stove I got there.

Put it in for the last tenants.

Double drainboard sink and plenty of cupboard space.

That's a closet.

- Where does that door lead to? - The fire escape.

- Is it always kept locked? - Yes.

- Where's the key? - I have it.

I never leave keys in locks.

There's a trick some people have of pushing them off.

And then fishing them through the crack under the door.

- Where is she? - Who?

- The woman who just came in. - There's no woman came in here.

I saw my wife come in here just now.

Unless you tell me where she is, I'll call the police.

Please, mister. This is a respectable apartment.

She's supposed to be dead. You understand?

She is supposed to be murdered.

- Murdered? - Yes, murdered.

- You know what that means? - Yes, sir.

- You don't like that. Do you? - No, sir.

Yes, sir. No, sir. Yes, sir.

Cats come back sometimes, but women don't.

You put cats in a bag and throw them in a river,

but sometimes they get out and they come back.

- No, sir-- - Even if they do come back,

you're not supposed to harbor them.

It's against the law. It's against the housing law.

Yes, sir.

Especially, a person who's been murdered.

Murdered! Help!

The doctor will be with you in a few moments, Mr. Mason.

Well, thank you.

Well, Richard. I didn't expect you back so soon.

- Busy? - No. No.

I'm not expecting my first patient for half an hour.

What can I do for you?

Well, I hardly know how to begin.

Just a moment, Richard.

Are you about to consult me professionally or as a friend?

Both, I guess.

I'm sorry, but that's impossible.

You see the proper application of pure science

admits of no such human frailties as friendship.

One cannot continue to treat human suffering efficiently

if one must also be forced to share it.

Alright, then, consider this visit anyway you please.

- But I need help. - Really, Richard?

That's an unusual admission coming from you.

You've always seemed so efficient, so self-reliant.

80, shall we say clever?

What do you mean by that?

Just making a simple statement of fact.

If you're beginning to doubt yourself

it must be something of a very serious nature.

Doctor, I don't believe in ghosts

and I don't believe in the supernatural.

I don't believe people live on in life after they've left it,

but I saw Kathryn today, or someone who look like her.

- Where? - Downtown.

She passed me in the street, I followed her

but I couldn't catch her on account of this leg.

She disappeared into an empty house.

How do know it wasn't Kathryn?

- Oh, but it couldn't be. - Why couldn't it?

Well, if it was, why didn't she stop when I called her?

Why didn't she speak to me?

She may be a victim of amnesia.

I've thought of that possibility for some time.

I've been hoping she might be picked up

and identified, some card or letter in her purse, perhaps.

Whereby, she could be returned to us.

Then if that was true, she couldn't have left

the key and the ring at the house.

In a sleepwalking state, she may have returned them

a subconscious desire to renounce her marriage, perhaps.

Yeah, but the phone call...

Could have been a mistake on the part of the operator.

Well, what about the handkerchief?

Accident. Laundry often gets mixed.

But the pawn ticket, the locket?

She'd need money, Richard. It'd be a natural thing to do.

Doctor, these things may seem natural to you

but they seem unnatural to me.

You sit there complacently droning on

trying to give me logical explanations.

Trying to make me think I'm crazy.

I'm not trying to make you think you're crazy, Richard.

Then, what are you doing?

I'm just trying to understand you.

Something else is troubling you, Richard.

Something you ought to tell me.

I haven't anything to say I haven't already said.

Then why don't you accept my explanations?

Why do you go on torturing yourself with these doubts?

I don't know what you mean by "doubts?"

- What is there to doubt? - I don't know.

That's what I'm asking.

What are you getting at?

Nothing apparently.

I want to recall to you, Richard,

something I said at the party.

Evelyn asked me exactly what I did as a doctor.

I replied that sometimes a thought

can be like a malignant disease.

That it was my business to remove these thoughts

before they could cause destruction.

You have refused to give me your confidence.

Therefore, I'm helpless.

Nobody can help you now, Richard, except yourself.

Whatever is troubling you must be faced by you.

Whatever doubts may haunt you

can be laid to rest by you and you alone.

Then... you can't help me?

No. I'm afraid I can't.

Doctor, you've had a lot of experience with mental cases

assuming that I'm a mental case.

Have you run across anything like this before?

Only once. Many years ago, when I was a student in Vienna.

- What was that? - Man who murdered his wife.

Oh, Richard. You've forgotten your hat.

She's not there, Dick.

Come out now, Mason.

Don't try to get away. It's no use.

Better go.

Where's Kathryn?

Where is she?

We took her body away the day after you killed her.

But I saw her today.

That was a policewoman impersonating your wife.

Then, she really was dead all the time.

Yes.

What are you doing here?

What have you got to do with all this?

I caught the one slip you made. The rose.

You see, Kathryn was wearing it the last time you saw her.

She was. It was penned to her coat.

I gave her that rose when she stopped at my house.

A rose you couldn't have seen when you were supposed to

be helpless sitting at home.

Come on.

Then I haven't been imagining things all these weeks.

- You staged them. - Yes, Dick.

The police had no evidence that would convince any judge.

We had to drive you back here. We had help, of course.

The handwriting expert, the hobo,

the man in the pawn shop

but most of all, your conscience.

- Evelyn... is she helping you? - No, she knew nothing about it.

I hope she didn't.

Well, it's all over.

The end, doctor.