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I am pretty, yes I am...

I am pretty, yes I am...

but my dress is poor...* (*a Russian folk song)

Episode 3 THE GIRL IN WHITE

Anna...

This dream again.

More coffee, sir?

No.

Then again, yes.

Good morning, Miss.

- Morning, Liza. - Annette! - Coffee?

Uncle, why are you up so early?

I'm going to Petersburg. Urgent business.

Will you be long?

I don't know. You should visit me in the capital.

I'm thinking, I have six guest rooms, all of them empty.

You've changed your mind about Paris, haven't you?

So you have.

Is it because of Shtolman?

You know, I see the same dream every night.

He is in prison and calling me.

There were rumors for a while that he was under investigation.

You know something about it, don't you?

Me? No.

It's only rumors, absolutely unconfirmed.

If you hear something, you will tell me.

- Swear to me. - I swear.

Do you want a lift to the hospital?

Well, I can't refuse such an offer.

- Let's go. - Yes.

Who is that?

Where? I don't see anyone.

Stop!

Who are you?

I have to tell Korobeinikov.

What can I say? It was obviously a close-range shot.

But definitely not point blank.

I suppose death was instantaneous.

Judging by the marks, the victim was killed in the alley, and then

dragged to the ravine.

It does make sense. Down there

the body could stay unnoticed for a long time.

Good gracious... Oh my god...

Good day, gentlemen.

- Good day to you, Yakov Platonovich. - Good day.

I was told it was Anna Viktorovna who found the body.

It's true. I have already interviewed her.

Gentlemen, if you excuse me, I'm going to

to fetch the attendants.

Have you identified the victim?

Not yet.

Where was the body found?

Not far from the Mironovs' house, Adamovs'...

and the Razumovskys' house... - Exactly.

Who lives there now?

A Kliuyev bought the house a few months ago.

Who is he?

A landowner...

no particular occupation, quite rich

recently came back from abroad.

I haven't seen him around town yet, he's probably

busy setting up the house.

How curious.

An expensive piece.

So it wasn't a robbery.

We found something else, Yakov Platonovich.

She had this in her pocket.

See you at ten, yours to the grave.

Looks like she was going on a date.

The pathway on which the murder was committed

leads to the Adamovs' house.

They have a son, a good-for-nothing gambler

who loves the ladies.

Unless she worked for the Mironovs.

No, no, she didn't.

Then she probably worked for Mr. Kliuyev.

Or for the Adamovs.

I'm going to see Kliuyev, you go to the Adamovs.

Don't you worry, I'll find something to do.

But someone has to handle the Adamovs.

If you don't mind.

See you at the precinct.

Sorry to interrupt your breakfast, Mr. Kliuyev

but this is urgent. I'm with the police.

Yes, so I was told.

Shtolman, Yakov Platonovich, judicial investigator.

Could you tell me who else besides you lives in this house?

The coachman, the maid, the footman.

Could I see the maid?

But what's the matter?

- I'll explain it to her. - Explain it to me first.

Sir, there has been a murder

Please invite your maid here at once.

Otherwise I will send for a police squad

and order them to search the house.

The maid isn't in. She was supposed to

serve me breakfast

but she disappeared somewhere.

Do you recognize this?

Yes, this is her pendant.

These are our keys too.

Anfisa was murdered?

She was shot last night in the nearby park.

You said her name was Anfisa.

Yes. Anfisa Luzhina.

Her body is at the hospital morgue.

You will have to go there

to identify her.

Yes, of course.

Where is her room? I have to search it.

Please, follow me.

I wonder where a maid could get

such an expensive piece of jewelry.

I asked her the same question.

She said this pendant was a present from a suitor

a merchant's son.

Did she mention that merchant's name?

No. I didn't care for the details.

You're not from these parts, are you?

I came from abroad and decided to put down roots here.

Why Zatonsk?

It's a nice little town.

How long has Anfisa worked for you?

I hired her immediately upon my arrival two months ago.

She came from the countryside.

Her father is dead, mother is alive.

Well, I'm taking the letters and the pendant, and I kindly ask you

to have the door locked and let no one in

without my permission.

Do you have any further questions for me?

I am told the girl was quite good-looking?

Yes, she was beautiful.

I can see where this is going. No, I did not have

an affair with her. - Why not?

What an odd question, Mr. Shtolman.

It's a reasonable question. You live alone

as I can see, the maid is beautiful and single.

I am not in the habit of fooling around with maids.

Do you know what happened to the previous owner of this house?

I do. He was murdered.

Does it have anything to do with the case?

I don't suppose so. I was the investigator on that murder case--

Really. Well, since you don't have any other questions...

Have a nice day.

It hurts, it hurts so much, this shooting pain

kept me up all night.

Maybe it's someone's evil eye.

It's inflamed, my dear.

Could be from cold.

Right. I will treat it right now...

and give you the medicine to go

to flush your ear at home, got it?

Do I have to, sister?

Maybe I'll just treat it with holy water at home?

Do you want to go deaf?

All ailments come from sins, from curses, evil eyes and witch's hexes.

What's wrong?

Innocent victim...

Who?

An innocent person will be condemned too...

Help.

How much longer?

Not much. Lie down on the cot.

He's been drunk since last night.

Talking to him now is like talking to a dog.

Only a dog is more useful.

Did your son write this now?

May I take a look?

See you at 10. Yours to the grave.

Yes, this is his handwriting.

As you can see, it's an invitation to a date. To whom do you think

it might be addressed?

Who knows? Volodya isn't married

he gets infatuated occasionally.

Excuse me, could I get some water?

Yes, of course.

Does your son own a revolver?

A revolver...

No. ...Why are you asking?

On the pathway leading to your house

we found the dead body

of a young woman killed by a revolver shot

Oh God...

Where was your son last night?

Well... At the tavern, where else.

When did he leave and when did he come back?

Left around ten, came back at dawn.

I see. I hope he'll sober up by the evening.

Thank you. I'm not saying goodbye.

The victim Anfisa Luzhina worked as a maid

in Mr. Kliuyev's house.

He recognized her possessions and the house keys.

He'll come to the hospital today to identify the body

but I don't think there could be a mistake.

Kliuyev... Kliuyev... Is he the one who bought

Prince Razumovsky's house?

Yes, what a misfortune...

I did warn him that house was cursed.

- What? - No, nothing.

Did Kliuyev say how a maid came to own

such an expensive pendant?

According to him, it was a present from some merchant.

In Anfisa's room, I found letters

of amorous nature. Signed by a Mazin.

He is a baker. I wonder if it's the junior

or the senior.

What about the Adamovs?

Volodka's been drunk since yesterday.

He can't even say "mom".

But it's his handwriting in the note, confirmed by the parents.

Well, there, it was so simple after all:

she was coming to meet him

and he just... Yeah.

His motive?

A drunken fool, that's his motive.

I wouldn't jump to conclusions, Nikolai Vasilievich.

We need to check Mazin.

Anton Andreyevich, please take the trouble

to visit him. Then the Adamovs.

Will do, Yakov Platonovich.

However, please, don't forget that I am Head of Investigations now.

How could I? I always remember that and I hope

for your full assistance, Anton Andreyevich.

Goodbye, gentlemen.

For goodness' sake

Anton Andreyevich, no one is taking your job from you.

Thank you very much.

Anna Viktorovna, a visitor to identify the body.

Yes, this is she.

Doctor, there are people gathering outside!

What people?

Give her back! Unthinkable!

Disperse now!

- So that's it. - I said disperse!

Give her back!

Give her back! My flesh and blood!

My girl, my Anfisa, give her back to me!

Disperse!

Please understand that prosection is necessary

to find more evidence that will help

find the criminal.

How can you find him by cutting her open?

to find the criminal.

Will you be looking for him inside her?

- It's a sin! - Sin! - Of course, it's a sin!

I can't! I don't know...

Go to the Chief of Police. If he gives the order...

To the Chief of Police!

- Let's go! - To the Chief of Police!

Doctor, please, introduce me to your assistant.

Please meet Andrey Petrovich Kliuyev.

Anna Viktorovna Mironova.

Mironova... I must be your neighbor.

I should have visited a long time ago

to get acquainted, but I have been so busy...

You're welcome anytime.

Thank you. So, you are a sister of mercy.

Not at all, Anna Viktorovna

is my indispensable assistant, I would even say

my right hand. By the way, she studied

medicine in Paris.

I'm impressed. I must say it's not often that one

meets a young proactive woman in the Russian countryside.

I would like very much for this to change.

I would love to continue our conversation.

Would you mind me walking you home?

I have some unfinished business at the hospital.

It will take time, I'm sorry.

I can wait.

Let's go.

Good day, sir, how can I help you?

Good day. Judicial investigator Shtolman.

Do your recognize this piece?

I suppose.

What do you mean you suppose?

Do you recognize it or not?

I suppose I do.

- Look--

- It was purchased by Fyodor Golubtsov, merchant Golubtsov's son.

Do you know where I can find him?

Well, the Golubtsovs have a restaurant on the main street

and the son helps the father with the restaurant.

Thank you.

So you studied in Paris? I too spent

much time abroad. Aren't you

bored here in Zatonsk?

It's not that important. People are people everywhere.

They need help and want protection.

And, you know, our life in Zatonsk

only looks quiet from the outside.

I keep thinking about your maid...

Yes, a horrible story. Poor girl.

Just yesterday she was full of life

and today she is lying breathless on the slab.

She was wearing brand new boots

and a coin fell out of one boot.

It means my Anfisa intended to walk down the aisle.

What makes you think that?

A coin is placed under the heel to bring wealth to the new family.

And the bride buys new shoes.

- It's customary. - Of course! Of course, you're right!

And her dress was a light color.

How did I not think of it myself?

Andrey Petrovich, I'm sorry, I must leave you now.

So I wrote to Anfisa, what of it?

I write to many others.

What does it mean many others?

I'm into this.

What is this?

Well, writing letters. About feelings.

Where were you last night between 9 and 11?

At the bakery. Putting in the morning batch.

Two of our bakers were with me, you can ask them.

I see. So you write to different girls, do you?

He who follows his passions shall perish.

- What? - Someone's bound to break your bones.

Anton Andreyevich!

- Anna Viktorovna... - Good day. I've been looking for you.

A bun, my good man, please.

Of course.

What's happened, Anna Viktorovna?

Anfisa Luzhina was going to marry someone that night.

She had a light color dress, a new pair of

boots and she put a coin under her heel

for wealth.

So that's how it was... Thank you.

Anna Viktorovna, how do you know all this?

Simple, Anton Andreyevich. I was sorting

her things in the prosectorium.

Or maybe she came to you?

She did.

She was afraid an innocent person would be convicted.

Anna Viktorovna, please, if you

find out anything else, please

let me know.

I will. But you, Anton Andreyevich, keep me informed

about the investigation too. - Certainly!

Good day. Would you like to have lunch?

I would like to speak with Mr. Golubtsov. Junior.

He isn't in at the moment.

Senior then.

Please, wait.

Mr. Golubtsov?

Yes, I am.

Shtolman, judicial investigator.

I don't remember you.

I've only just started working.

I see. What has brought you to my restaurant?

Please, take a seat.

Anfisa Luzhina has been murdered.

Your son was in a relationship with her.

I would like to talk to him.

Luzhina... Never heard of her.

She was a maid in Mr. Kliuyev's house.

My son doesn't chase after maids.

A minute, please.

This piece of jewelry was found on the body.

And it was your son who bought it from the jeweler.

I told him, dump her, she's not worthy...

But it turns out he gave her golden trinkets.

So you say she's been murdered? No wonder.

No man could just walk past her,

it was as if she put a spell on them.

Where was your son last night?

I don't know.

Is he here right now?

No, he went to the village to bring produce.

You don't think he killed her, do you?

My Fedka isn't the kind, and why would he?

Tell your son that he will have to

come to the precinct and give testimony

as soon as he's back in town.

Were you in a relationship with Anfisa Luzhina?

Relationship? She was the love of my life--

What are you saying, Volodya!

- She only wanted your money! - Don't you dare talk about her like this!

Fedka, it was Fedka Golubtsov who killed her, he hit on her,

he envied me that she loved me, you know...

Is that so? Did you write the note?

The note... yes, I did. We agreed to meet by the barn at ten in the evening.

I waited an hour, then went to the tavern

to drown my sorrows, I thought she got cold feet.

Did you want to get married in secret?

- How did you know? - I know everything.

The priest told you?

He swore to God he would keep quiet, the bastard.

Thank God for delivering you from that evil!

- It's none of your business! - Please, don't get involved!

Do you own a revolver?

I used to. Lost it at Golubtsov's restaurant a week ago.

How convenient.

Lost your revolver at your rival's place...

Don't leave town. We're going to

conduct thorough checks.

I couldn't, Yakov Platonovich, I just couldn't!

You must understand, it's a breach of

procedure, Nikolai Vasilievich!

You gave the body away without prosection!

The thing is, Yakov Platonovich, there was a

whole crowd there, almost an uprising...

The priest came to ask for it.... her mother wept.

You do realize that now we can't determine

what kind of weapon she was shot with!

Please, Yakov Platonovich, it's simple enough.

It's either one lover, or the other.

Nikolai Vasilievich!

Yakov Platonovich!

As the local chief of police I

gave the order to avoid popular unrest!

And you, you, Anton Andreyevich!

Why didn't you oppose that order?

You're Head of Investigations!

Yakov Platonovich!

Yakov Platonovich, why are you acting as

some kind of inspector, an auditor?!

Yes!

You're imposing your will on us...

But let me remind you

that the police has to factor in the local reality

which you might have forgotten

while you were missing so mysteriously!

Goodbye, gentlemen.

Anton Andreyevich...

I had no idea you could be like this.

I apologize, Nikolai Vasilievich.

I don't have to tell you that

he who can restrain his anger

will live to an old age but you can see it for yourself

this is an extraordinary situation!

I don't understand where he's been these five years

and why he returned in the same rank!

With his abilities and connections...

Well, you know his character.

Yes, but I think there's more to it.

He's hiding something.

There must be some secret.

A secret? What secret, pray tell?

I believe he was sent to Zatonsk

on some secret mission.

- A mission? - A mission.

What sort of secret mission can there be

in our little town?

What sort of mission?

Don't you remember all those plots and schemes five years ago?

Exactly.

I'm sure that Yakov Platonovich

is here for a reason.

Anton Andreyevich, tell you what...

This thing with the body wasn't our finest hour indeed.

Yakov Platonovich is right...

My good man, please, hurry

and solve this case.

I will do my best.

I am counting on you.

You! Why are you here? To see what you've done?

Shut up.

Don't you shut me up!

Look at him, look, here he is, the murderer!

Came here to have his laugh!

You were jealous of our happiness, weren't you?

You ambushed her and you killed her!

It was you! Changed your mind

got scared of your mommy and got rid of her!

How dare you!

Break it up!

I said break it up at once! Police!

You're both detailed for the fight.

Serves them right, the brats!

Take them to the precinct.

Both drove her to this! You weren't worth her little finger!

Shame on you, Yefrosinia!

How was your girl better than others?

She wasn't without sin either!

What sin?

If my Anfisa was guilty of anything

God will judge her, not you!

It's your fault! You always forced her, you made her life hell!

He's right! You're no mother, you're a heartless log!

Bite your tongue!

Go.

Just look what that Rebuskinsky writes.

Before the townsfolk had fully recovered after

the murders of General Yeliseyev's widow

and Baroness von Berg

a new dreadful death shocked everyone.

Someone shot Anfisa Luzhina

a girl of dubious repute and obscure occupation.

An ominous shadow has fallen on Zatonsk again!

An ominous shadow...

You're mentioned as well.

Could this string of misfortunes have something to do

with the fact that our own Witch of Endor

Anna Mironova is back in town?

Will you look at that! No, I sure will give a response

to this gentleman in our column!

I'll show him!

Nothing has changed...

We received a letter from our neighbor Kliuyev

Of course, I sent him an invitation

to dinner tomorrow.

He's a very nice young man.

We met today.

I'm so happy you're making new acquaintances.

You should get out more

have fun.

Anna?

What are you looking at?

I'm tired, sorry, I'll go to my room.

Don't go, I need you.

What?! Go away! I said go away! Leave her alone!

Afanasiy Klychkov's granary...

What? What granary?!

Afanasiy Klychkov's granary!

What? Did you ask me something?

Me? No. How are you feeling, mom?

Fine. Why are you asking?

- Good night. - Good... night.

All right.

Well?

Up to your old tricks, are you? Running around the woods

with the police...

Your mother was against it but

I don't find it appropriate to interfere

with anyone's relationship.

This is for you.

To Ms Mironova Anna Viktorovna

Dearest Anna Viktorovna,

Perhaps you loathe me or have long

forgotten me. If that is the case,

I shall accept it with humility and never

bother you again.

It was dishonorable of me to leave you alone

that night, and even though it was for reasons

beyond my control, I know it is

unforgiveable. I assure you, there wasn't a single day,

a single moment in the past five years when I didn't

think about you and didn't wish

to see you again.

Yakov Platonovich!

Were you the one who detained Vladimir Adamov

at the cemetery last night?

Good morning, Anton Andreyevich. Yes, it was me.

Don't you think this is a bit...

On what grounds?

There are more than enough grounds.

Mr. Adamov had an opportunity and a motive

to murder Anfisa Luzhina.

According to him, he also had a revolver.

I read that in your report.

Well, he lost that revolver.

Sir, have mercy! Why did you take my Fedka? He's innocent!

We're going to figure out the revolver situation now, Anton Andreyevich.

You son also had an opportunity

and a motive for the murder.

What was his motive then?

Jealousy. Anfisa was going to marry another man.

This too is from your report.

Well, gentlemen, fathers, you can relieve

the plight of your sons.

Let's look at the revolver first.

Is it true that Vladimir Adamov

left his revolver at your restaurant,

Mr. Golubtsov?

Yes, that's how it was.

So he could have used the revolver?

No, no, he couldn't have done! I returned

the revolver to Nikifor Semionovich

just before the murder.

So your son had the revolver

on the night of the murder.

No, I had the revolver.

Why did you lie?

I'm sorry, I didn't want Volodka

to be accused of this murder.

So it was you who had the revolver, then I must

ask you: did you murder Anfisa

to stop her from marrying your son?

Of course not, I'm not a murderer!

I was at home all evening and all night.

My wife and the servants can confirm.

Very well, gentlemen, only it's not enough.

Tell me: at what time did you deliver the revolver

to the Adamovs' house?

After nine.

Was Vladimir home?

Yes, I saw a glimpse of him.

So he could have seen Mr. Golubtsov hand you

the revolver. - No, he didn't.

We spoke quietly in the hallway

then I put the revolver away in the desk.

Parents always think that children can't hear them, Anton Andreyevich.

Your son had an opportunity to take

the revolver out of the desk and put it back.

Well, my son is innocent, let him ho!

Alas, I can't. Where did you keep the revolver, at home?

- At the restaurant. - Also in the desk.

According to Dr. Milz's assessment, the murder took place

between 9 and 11, which means your son also could

take the revolver and put it back.

I'm sorry, gentlemen, but

your sons will remain under arrest.

Don't you want to check

other suspects? - Do you mean yourself?

Yes, you too had an opportunity and a motive.

You killed Anfisa and then handed the revolver

to Mr. Adamov to avoid suspicion.

I didn't kill her, I swear!

But the grain merchant, what's his name... he could!

Klychkov, Afanasiy...

Hold on, who is that grain merchant?

Sir, Nikifor Semionovich and I

gave the widowed Mrs. Luzhina money a month ago

so that she'd marry her daughter off.

Our idiots were obsessed with her,

they could have done something stupid.

But if Anfisa had a husband

they would have been safer.

So that's why your sons shouted at the cemetery yesterday

that Anfisa's mother had forced her...

Yes, exactly. Her mother tried to talk some sense into her

but she was being stubborn...

And that grain merchant, she bewitched him and

he took to the bottle, abandoned his business and

went bankrupt.

He must have done her in, I can feel it.

Where can I find him?

The granary is in the sloboda, in the suburb.

I must ask you to leave, gentlemen.

It's in your best interests. The sooner we

find the murderer, the sooner your sons

will be free.

And Mr. Adamov... bring the revolver to the precinct.

That was impressive!

You and the chief left me no choice.

- Wait for me here. - Yes, ma'am.

Is there anybody here?

Who's here?

Yakov Platonovich! What are you doing here?

Anna Viktorovna, I'd like to ask you the same question.

I was led here by Anfisa Luzhina's spirit.

But I have no idea why.

Afanasiy Klychkov lives here,

the man who failed to become her fiance.

His mother gave me this address.

Is he involved in this case?

I don't know. I came to interrogate him.

Don't go there. There is something up there.

And it's definitely not Afanasiy.

Looks like this grain merchant

indeed hit a rough patch.

Don't worry, Anna Viktorovna.

He can't hurt anyone now.

Klychkov must have been dead for days.

So he couldn't kill Anfisa...

Let's go, I'll call some officers, they'll take the body.

THE GIRL IN WHITE

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