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I came to see Mrs Thrawn. Mrs Arundel gave me the address.

Come up, please.

The fee is one guinea.

What I want to know Mrs Thrawn, is ..

Whether there will be a change for the better in your life.

Yes ..

There will be a big change in your life. - Will it be soon?

Very soon.

I see an abundance of money coming your way.

Are you sure? You don't know how happy it would make me.

I do know .. but first ..

You must break with this man.

My husband? - The other man.

Break with him now .. today.

Because if you don't .. you will only bring on misery and shame.

You do not, what you call "love" him anymore.

Likewise, it's as well to be off with an old love before you're on with the new.

There is going to be another man in my life? - Yes.

There is going to be another man in your life .. in a very few hours.

Whether his friendship for you and yours will depend entirely on yourself.

Whether you have the prudence to heed my advice.

I will, I will .. what else do you see?

I see ..

Yes, what do you see?

That's all I can tell you.

But you did see those nice things, didn't you?

Yes, Mrs Lexton. - Thank you Mrs Thrawn, thank you.

You've made me very, very happy.

What is it Matilda? What did you see?

Misfortune .. I saw terrible misfortune.

Evil influences are gathering.

Well, there's the magic carpet.

So that's an aeroplane. - It looks awfully flimsy, doesn't it.

A man is going to fly across The Channel in that?

Or get his enthusiasm damped on the way.

It's twenty miles of very wet water.

As a chap named Latham found out to his discomfort last week.

They say this French fellow is waiting to hop off from the other side.

It's astonishing the risk a man will run for a thousand pounds.

A thousand pounds? - Yes, my darling.

The Daily Mail is offering a thousand pounds for the first Channel flight.

For a thousand, I'd take a whack at it myself.

Here comes Miles Rushworth now.

Driving his new motorcar. - It's a Rolls "something".

Amazing days we're living in.

You know, backing this flight must be costing Rushworth a pretty penny.

It won't cause him any hardship with all his millions.

Hello there, Rushworth. - Glad to see you, Rushworth.

How are you, Flora? Hello everyone.

Including those I haven't yet had the pleasure of meeting.

Ivy .. this is Miles Rushworth.

Miles .. this is Mrs Jervis Lexton.

How do you do? - And Jervis Lexton.

Hello sir. - Oh, how are you.

Tell Mr Rushworth your young bird-man is really going to fly The Channel.

He's going to try to fly. And I presume it is pretty easy to make a start.

You know, for the life of me, I cannot see what makes it leave the ground.

Explaining that is a pretty large order.

But I'll do my best if you care to walk it over with me.

I'll bring her right back to you, Lexton.

Right-oh.

Hmm .. pretty forceful. Miles engineered that with the subtlety of a juggernaut.

Did he engineer it?

There are women who think that if they get close enough to money ..

Some of it is liable to stick.

That's rather uncharitable, Geraldine.

As a matter of fact, I engineered the whole thing myself.

Now Mary, I had a very good reason for bringing Ivy and Miles together.

I hope you had.

Because Miles and Bella Crail have been getting on very nicely together.

Until now.

Good luck, Ewart. - Thank you, sir.

Someone was talking about those fellows in America.

Switch on!

Look! Look up there .. over the cliffs.

Look! The Frenchy! He's done it. He's got across.

Bleriot. He's beaten us.

Oh, and you were so set on it. I'm so sorry Mr Rushworth.

Thank you.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

That's fine and very kind of you, Rushworth.

I can't tell you how grateful we are for the lift home.

I shan't forget what we were talking about.

I look forward to seeing you both again. - Goodbye .. and thanks.

Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Mr Rushworth is awfully nice isn't he, Jervis. - Awfully.

By the way, what's this "deep secret"? - Ah, jealous!

Hmm. - Well, you needn't be.

He's going to give you a job. - What sort of job?

Something in his office. - Did you ask him for it?

No. I said you lost your money through a dishonest lawyer. No fault of your own.

He was very sympathetic. He's taken a fancy to me.

I owe it to you, darling.

I'm not exactly praying for work.

I bet they'll love your funny stories at the office.

A letter.

It's from Rose Arundel. - Rose, eh?

It's hot in here.

Any gas in the meter? - Hmm. I put in sixpence before we left.

Oh .. how horrid.

It's so depressing coming back to this after ..

It's a bit drab I must admit. But an Englishman's home is ..

I hate being poor.

These beastly, sordid lodgings.

Drawers that won't open or shut.

Well, this one opens. It wants a bit of tidying though.

Darling, why did you let us spend all your money?

Maybe because we had such a deuced good time spending it.

What if our friends knew how we lived? - They'd say "poor little Ivy".

Such a splendid wife to that rotter, Lexton.

Darling, get that petulant droop out of your lips.

It's pretty but bad for morale.

I sometimes think it's my extravagance that made us ..

You know.

I can't think why you've never wanted to divorce me.

One more remark like that and I'll put you across my knee and smack you.

Oh my angel, I'd never divorce you in a hundred million years.

Alright, after five of them we're broke.

Being with you is enough compensation for every penny we've gotten rid of.

That's very sweet, my dear. - Something will turn up.

See if it doesn't.

And it had better be soon. This my love, is the balance of our fortune.

One pound, twelve shillings and sixpence.

Do we, darling? - My favorite waltz. I'd love to.

My lucky evening. Excuse me, gentlemen.

Aren't you being a bit selfish, old boy? - And I intend to be, all evening.

I say, what happened to Roger? - He's around somewhere.

I hope the fellow is having a good time. I said he'd hate being a third wheel.

I know you did, Jervis.

Rushworth. - Isn't that funny?

What's so funny about it? - Meeting Mr Rushworth again so soon.

Go ask him to join us, will you.

He must be bored to death with those two dowdy-looking women.

But we were going to dance. - Oh, we've all night for that.

Go and fetch him, darling.

How I hate to hear you call that man "darling".

Really Roger .. you are behaving badly.

Mooning around, not talking or dancing with anyone.

Waiting to dance with you. - You've got the next one.

I'm terribly sorry, Ivy.

I've never spent a more wretched evening. I shouldn't have come here.

I know I'm being a rotten bore.

Not really, Roger. Only a little selfish.

Mr Rushworth. - How do you do.

Jervis felt sure it was you. - Oh.

May I introduce Mrs Lexton, Lady Crail.

How do you do, Lady Crail.

This is Bella Crail. - How do you do.

Miss Crail, and Dr Gretorex.

This is Lady Crail .. Miss Crail, Miles Rushworth.

Lady Amshott told me that you and your husband would be here tonight.

I have an idea about that .. that what we were talking about.

How wonderful. When will you tell me?

Stop listening, Jervis. - It rather concerns him, doesn't it.

But I ought to be the first to hear it.

Well, if you care to dance? That is if your program isn't too full up?

It just so happens this dance is free. Isn't it, Jervis?

Are you sure you weren't going to .. - I've gone lame.

If you'll excuse me.

You know, it's difficult to talk when we dance.

I would rather talk. - I was hoping you'd say that.

What happened Mr Rushworth? Were you able to find that position for Jervis?

Would he take a job outside London?

I .. I wouldn't like to leave London, but after all ..

Beggars can't be choosers when we're so terribly hard up.

Well, that mustn't be allowed to go on any longer.

We'll find him a spot in London.

Sorry to interrupt.

This is our dance, Ivy.

You don't mind my holding her to it, Rushworth?

My dear fellow, of course not. I expect dear Bella is wondering where I am.

Will you excuse me, Mrs Lexton? - I can't say how happy you've made me.

That makes me happy, too.

Mister Gretorex.

I'm glad you both were so happy.

Mr Rushworth is going to find Jervis a job. Shouldn't that make me happy?

I'm sorry again, Ivy.

What am I going to do about you, Roger? - Do about me?

What's wrong with you tonight?

The same thing that's wrong with me every night, morning and noon.

I'm in love with you .. doesn't that mean anything to you?

Roger, I've been so very worried lately. - Money?

It's always that of course, but .. - Jervis?

It has to do with Jervis. I ..

I don't think I've been very fair to him you know. - Fair?

He's held you in his arms. People point you out as his wife.

I think he's just about the luckiest man in England.

You're sweet Roger, but we're forgetting that I am married to him, aren't we.

But we knew that from the very first. - But it was different then, I ..

I don't think I realized how easy it is to drift into things.

We didn't drift into this. It started .. - It started because I was unhappy.

Because you were something new and exciting in my life.

So different from the sort of men I've known.

You're good looking, you know. I think I was impressed with your background.

A landed family. Horses and dogs. A long family tree.

Everything mortgaged up to the neck.

But you've still got something there. Money or not.

I thought you were so kind and so gentle. It was so noble of you.

A clever doctor going down and practicing in the slums.

Somebody has to take care of those poor devils.

I remember the first day I went to your surgery.

It was curiosity in the beginning.

Then the next day when I went to tea I saw how you ..

Tried to fix the place up especially for me, and I was so touched, Roger.

And so flattered. - And I was falling in love.

That's just it. You've been taking too much for granted.

What, for instance? - Just because I came to see you.

Oh, it wasn't treating my own key, my own entrance.

Even that silly little signal with the window-shade.

It was gay, and you were fun and we used to laugh. - We still do.

No. It's different now since you became so serious.

You are concluding, just because we're good friends. - Friends?

We're in love with each other. - I'm not. - Ivy!

No, it must stop. Now. Tonight. - You don't mean that?

You'll forget soon. - Forget?

Look, something is going on.

Jervis! Jervis, quickly. - The house on fire?

Mr Rushworth has fixed that job for you. - Oh splendid. Where?

In his city office, at a thousand pounds a year. Beginning in ..

Oh, not until September. - Oh I say, we can't hold out that long.

But it's alright. He wants us to go on yachting party.

Oh, a yachting party.

Leaving next week to be gone nearly a month.

We will be cruising down the north coast of France. Very much a family party.

A family party and on two decks.

My cousin Charlotte, Lady Crail and her daughter Bella.

Bella Crail, that's the girl we met last night. They say Rushworth may marry her.

Who says?

Oh I don't know. It's rumoured. What's the rest of it?

And he wants us to have lunch with him today, to make plans for the cruise.

Oh, that is wonderful! Sweetheart, you are the most clever and prettiest woman.

Now you go down and help the ladies board the launch.

Dieppe is beautiful, but it will take us three hours to get to Rouen.

And we mustn't miss the Basilique at Neuch�tel.

Oh, naughty, naughty. You're going to miss the loveliest cathedral in France.

Such divine tours my dear. Why on earth do you decide to leave the cruise early?

We're sorry we did now. Are all our bags on the launch?

Yes, my lady.

Is Miles ..?

Oh my dear, such a perfectly horrid man arrived from his Paris office.

With a bundle of telegrams and letters and Miles has been cooped up ever since.

Well then, it's time he came out.

You know what he is when he gets into that floating workshop.

Oh, I hadn't realized it was so late.

I'm terribly sorry you're leaving us. We'll miss you.

Goodbye Miles. Thank you for a wonderful cruise.

Bella, I hate you having to go so soon. Let me know when you return to England.

Of course. It's been perfect, Miles.

You liked having the Lextons here, didn't you?

Oh yes .. she's so lovely. - I'm glad you liked her, too.

We see more of them when we return to London.

That will be nice. - We're waiting, Bella.

Alright, I'm coming .. goodbye, Miles.

Goodbye.

Have a good time, all of you. - Yes, we will. We'll see you for tea.

Charlotte, Charlotte! You've forgotten Mrs Lexton.

I'm not going with them today.

Oh, you're not?

And cousin Charlotte's land jaunts do wear one out a bit.

I begged off this morning. - She is a human dynamo.

You almost missed saying goodbye to Bella. She wouldn't have liked it.

Nor would I .. I'm very fond of her.

You like her, don't you? - She's charming.

That makes it mutual. She thinks you're very lovely.

I'd like you and all of us to see a lot of each other when we get to London.

Oh, how nice.

My Paris office has snowed me under with letters and telegrams. Please excuse me.

I have a long morning's work ahead of me.

Do you like it? - Oh .. Mr Rushworth.

You must have finished your work soon than you expected.

No, but I'll have it finished within the hour. I said "do you like it?".

Why, it is lovely.

Oh no Mr Rushworth. You mustn't.

Here you are .. it's yours for next Christmas.

There's a catch attached to the clasp. You press the button - it springs open.

See? - Oh.

A wicked-looking female, isn't she? - Why, they're rubies.

The lady inside said the clasp must belong to Marie Antoinette.

How wonderful.

Hope it gets you more luck than it brought her.

Thank you. I'll never dare to say that I like anything again.

More telegrams for you to answer?

This one is for you too. From Rouen. - There is nothing wrong?

Tremendous affair here tomorrow. French President unveiling monument.

I suggest you both motor here tonight and join us at the Grand Hotel.

Charlotte Chattle.

With my pile of work, I couldn't leave until morning, but if you'd like to ..

Well, I hate to face that three hour drive alone and with a storm coming up.

Yes, the morning is probably best.

We'll have a quiet dinner together. - That would be nice.

Shall we say .. half past eight?

Good evening, Madam.

Good evening. - Good evening.

How lovely. So this is your sacred sanctuary?

This is it.

You are the only guest who's come through that door.

Not even your cousin, Charlotte? - Charlotte, least of all.

Once she got the run of this cabin, I'd never get her out.

Nor Miss Crail? - Nope.

No. Not even Bella. - I feel awfully privileged.

Are you frightened? - A bit.

There has been a short-circuit, sir. Shall I light the oil lamp?

I'll do it, Paul.

Ivy.

Yes, Miles.

I believe the most awful thing a man can do is make love to another man's wife.

I'm terribly ashamed.

Goodbye Ivy dear. See you next week. - Next chance, you must come to Horsham.

Just when you can manage a long weekend. - The darling is busy with his new job.

I'm very grateful to you for getting it for him.

So he's dying to come down and tell you so himself.

That's really charming. Goodbye Ivy.

Goodbye Lady Flora. Thank you again.

It's not my lucky day, Emily.

Unlucky at cards, lucky in love they say, mum.

Mr Jervis is nice isn't he? - That he is. The nicest.

I thought you handled the party well. - It's a pleasure I'm sure, mum.

I said to Mr Jenks, that's our lift man.

I said we're really seeing life since Mr Rushworth lent you his aunt's flat.

Oh, it will be dull when they come back. - They gave parties, didn't they?

Them? - Little tea-parties, surely?

Oh well, yes in manner of speaking.

Mr Rushworth would come down here with Miss Bella.

Miss Bella? - Before he went to Africa, that was.

Did Mr Rushworth come here often with Miss Bella?

Of course. - Why "of course"?

Seeing as she was Mr Rushworth's young lady.

But they're not engaged. - Not with a ring, mum.

But everyone can see which way the wind is blowing.

Do you really think that Mr Rushworth will marry Miss Bella?

That's my belief .. when he comes back from Africa.

[ Telephone ]

I'll answer it. - Thank you, mum.

I'll just pop over for a moment to see my sister.

Of course, run along.

I'm sorry I couldn't get rid of that man who came here with a bill from Putnams.

Don't worry about it. I sent him over to Mr Lexton. He'll deal with it.

Good .. and I hope he gives him a piece of his mind.

Hello? Oh, Roger.

Did you have a nice time on the yacht?

Anything that Miles Rushworth does is news.

Why haven't you telephoned me?

No, I certainly don't think it is for the best.

Is that the Rushworth influence?

I'm sorry.

No. No, please don't hang up.

Ivy .. I must see you .. today.

If you won't come here, then I'll go to you.

Oh yes I would .. I'll expect you in an hour.

Goodbye.

Why are you looking like that? Get the sack or something?

Not yet .. your party over?

Apparently.

Dearest, did you have to send that bill-collector across to the office?

You mean that man from Putnams?

Here I am trying to establish myself in a decent job.

What impression does it make to have tradesmen dunning me on the office step?

You look so funny when you're angry. - Well, I'm not feeling funny.

What else could I do? They wouldn't go unless they had something on account.

Perhaps if you'd knock off one or two of your bridge parties ..

And lead the life of a recluse? Is that what you want?

Dearest, we've got a pleasant flat. Kensington Gardens to walk in.

And Peter Pan's statue to talk to. - If you'd only try to be reasonable.

It's all my fault I suppose?

I'm trying to get on my feet again, and we're floundering in an ocean of bills.

You used to want me to spend money. You used to be proud of my pretty dresses.

We've got neighbours. - You started the argument.

I'm not even arguing. I'm trying to tell you I haven't got Rushworth's millions.

That's very true.

I earn a thousand pounds a year. You can spend every penny in any way you please.

But if you spend more than I'm earning, we're back where we started.

Dear Jervis .. you're absolutely right. - Huh?

I do make a mess of things, don't I.

Managing everything so badly. - Oh, I wouldn't say that.

But it's true. Nothing but troubles and extravagances and debtors.

Darling, why don't you do the sane thing, and get a divorce?

I won't divorce you in a million years. - Think how much better off you'll be.

Bad luck just seems to follow me. - You stir it up.

Besides .. how long do you think I'd keep this job without you as my sponsor?

If we do go on it will mean nothing but years of painful wrangling.

We'll survive the wrangling. We'll live those years out together.

No, no. Don't touch me. It only makes me feel worse.

That's right .. you have a good cry.

I'll have a walk and vent my spleen at that Peter Pan statue you talked about.

Anything wrong, Mr Roger? - No, nothing.

I shan't want any tea. - Oh.

As you wish.

Roger. Mr Roger.

Why, mother?

Well my dear boy, don't look so bewildered. It's only the old lady.

You didn't think I'd forget your birthday did you?

I'd forgotten it myself.

That's a cake. And I might be persuaded to stay and have dinner with you later.

In the meantime, if Martha would get me some tea.

Sure ma'am and muffins. I know how partial you both are to muffins.

I'm sorry Martha, no. - No muffins?

No tea I'm afraid. - Nonsense, you've got oceans of tea.

I don't mean that. - Why Roger, what is it?

I'm sorry, mother but something urgent has come up.

Are you throwing me out? - No, not really but it's ..

You know how it is for a doctor, it's .. - It's a brainstorm by the look of you.

I think you'd better come down and clear your head with a breath of country air.

I'll come down this weekend.

In that case I'll forgive you flinging your poor old mother out on the street.

I'll make up for it this weekend. Just be patient.

I'm not sure that patience is a virtue. But you're much too big for a spanking.

Goodbye my boy. - Goodbye mother.

Goodbye Martha. Take care of him.

Yes ma'am, I will. Bye now.

A funny way to behave if I may say so. - You may not say so.

As you wish. Off your feet for weeks and off your head today.

As if my rheumatism wasn't enough, without you carrying on like this.

Hello darling. I don't suppose I should have said what I did on the telephone.

But I can't say I'm sorry. It brought you here.

I must say you didn't give me a choice. - You didn't give me much choice either.

I was terribly hurt when I found out you'd gone on a yacht with Rushworth.

Jervis was with me. - Jervis's presence is no assurance.

Don't be absurd. You think every man in London is in love with me.

No man could be near you, or speak to you, without falling in love with you.

Why, Roger. Sometimes you say the silliest, nicest things.

If it will make you feel any better, Mr Rushworth has gone off to Africa.

And perhaps, for months.

You know, you shouldn't have telephoned me this afternoon.

Darling, I can't explain what happens to me when I don't see or hear from you.

I've even thought of going to Jervis and explaining it to him.

Begging him to give you up.

Whatever made you think of such a thing as going to Jervis?

You know he's refused time and time again to agree to a divorce.

There is some consolation in that. If I can't make you my wife ..

Neither can any other man. As long as Jervis lives.

I'm sorry. I'm at the end of my tether. What have I got to look forward to?

All these bills, always Jervis harping on. I can't go on like this.

Mr Roger! Come quick. You're wanted.

Something terrible has happened. - I'm busy, Martha.

Let me in. Please let me in please Mr Roger.

But you've got to come, Mr Roger.

It's Mr Peter who likes you so much. He's bleeding awful. I'll get your bag.

No, no. I'll get it. You get the antiseptic.

Where is it Mr Roger?

No, not that one. It's on the second shelf. Behind those bottles.

Here you are sir. - Tell them I'll be there in a moment.

Yes, sir.

I'll go now. - No, darling. You mustn't. Not yet.

I'll only be ten minutes, then we must talk things out. We've got to.

There is a point at which one must make a decision.

Wait for me, and wipe away those tears, darling.

Oh! You startled me.

Sorry mum. I didn't know anyone was here.

I've just come to put the jars back.

Hello there my darling. - Don't get up, dear.

Thanks for calling me "Dear". It's more than I deserve, really.

I began to feel you left me for good.

I found the debris on the carpet before I moved in.

So I put it in a side drawer.

I'm sorry I broke your picture. - Don't you go apologizing to me.

You wouldn't get me another brandy-and-soda would you, darling?

Yes, dear.

You're an angel.

Don't ever let us quarrel again.

Well .. chin-chin.

Hmm .. seems a little bitter.

[ Door knocks ]

Mrs Lexton. - Yes?

I'm sorry to disturb you, but Mr Lexton was ill in the night.

I wanted to send for a doctor, but he wouldn't let me.

I'll be right there.

Hello angel.

Poor old boy. How are you feeling?

Better for seeing you.

What is it? Something you've eaten? - It feels like I've eaten a salamander.

Here, sit on the edge of my bed.

Is that where it is burning? - It's dryer than the great Gobi desert.

It's just too many brandy-and-sodas. Emily shouldn't have bothered you.

Emily should have bothered me sooner. - It will be alright. It's got to be.

I've a heavy day at the office coming. - No Jervis. You mustn't go the office.

I tell you what, Ivy. Just slip me a hair of the dog.

A brandy-and-soda will make me feel right as rain.

Don't look so shocked.

Just a little one .. and not too much soda.

Jervis, I do hate to see you in pain.

Pain should be quick. Something that is over quickly.

I'll second that. - I'll get you the brandy-and-soda.

He's worse again. - Who is with him?

He was took bad. His throat was so hot. And he was swearing something awful.

I got frightened, so I called the Doctor.

The Doctor? - Dr Lanchester. He's in there now.

Alright.

Oh, there you are Mrs Lexton. I'm glad you've come in .. there is the culprit.

It was kind of you to come so quickly, Doctor.

Dear Jervis .. Emily tells me that you're feeling bad again.

He's got himself to blame.

It's high time he learnt that brandy-and-soda can be poison.

Poison? - Well, for some systems, anyhow.

You'd better get used to the idea, young man.

The height of your dissipation will be wholesome milk for the next week or two.

Week or two? Oh but Doctor, I've got to go to the office.

You've got to stay just where you are, until I tell you to get up.

Oh, no Doctor. - Oh yes, young man.

He's in your good hands, my dear.

I'll look in again Lexton. Goodbye my dear.

I'll come back.

A broth ready, Emily? - Will be in a jiffy, sir.

It will perk him up a bit. - Yes, sir.

Now, now. A long face won't help.

Is it very serious, Doctor?

My dear Mrs Lexton, that boy comes from a long line of sporting country squires.

As tough as their own family trees.

He's got reserves of energy more than enough to combat a stupid tummy-ache.

I'm very glad to hear it.

You just look after him. The way I know you will.

He'll be dancing a jig in no time. Goodbye my dear.

Goodbye, Doctor.

How do you feel now dear? - My throat is still hotter than Hades.

Poor Jervis.

You're going to the show at the Criterion tonight, aren't you?

No. Of course not, with you feeling like this.

Of course you are. I'm a nuisance enough as it is.

You're not.

All the stupid expense of Doctors. It's nonsense.

You must hate me for it.

No. I don't hate you.

I sometimes wish I weren't quite so fond of you.

You hate being ill, don't you. - I loathe it.

I hate your being ill, too.

[ Telephone ]

That's probably Dr Gretorex again.

If it is, say I'm not at home. - He's called three times.

I'm not at home.

Hello .. oh .. Dr Gretorex.

Oh no, sir. Mrs Lexton is still out.

And no sir. I don't know when she'll be back.

This will make a new man of Mr Jervis. - Leave it here.

I'll give it to him. - Yes, mum.

He'll enjoy it more from you.

[ Door buzzer ]

Good afternoon. Is Mrs Lexton in please? - No sir. Not now, sir.

When will she be back?

She won't be in until late, sir. She's gone to a dinner and then the theatre.

But I can give her a message.

Who is it, Emily? Who is there?

It's Roger. Roger Gretorex. - Why Roger! Come on in.

Thanks.

Hello Roger. - Jervis.

Man, what's happened? - Oh, just a bit under the weather.

Something I've eaten. - Oh, I'm sorry.

My throat is as dry as a board.

I could do with a brandy-and-soda.

I'm not sure what a brandy-and-soda would do to you.

Have you any better suggestions?

Well, this can't do you any harm.

Horrible stuff. - Here.

Only fit for dogs and horses.

Hello. - Well, here's a lark.

An impromptu consultation, eh Doctor?

A consultation, sir?

Sorry Doctor. That was meant to be funny.

Roger, this is Dr Lanchester.

Dr Gretorex is a great friend of mine and Ivy's.

I was just asking him if he knew a way to cool this red-hot poker in my throat.

You don't mind, do you? - As a matter of fact, I do.

You are my patient, Lexton .. not Dr Gretorex.

I'm terribly sorry Doctor. I had no idea you were on the case.

I see.

Well, I'll be running along Jervis. I know you're in very excellent hands.

Good afternoon, Doctor. - Good day, sir.

Have I done the wrong thing or something?

What's this?

Not more brandy-and-soda I hope?

You hope the most unpleasant things, Doctor.

What was he giving you? - It could have been water.

Hello yes. I'm trying to find Mrs Lexton.

Mrs Jervis Lexton. Oh, it's really urgent, sir.

Can't you have her paged?

No, I don't know what party she is with.

Are you Mrs Lexton? - Yes.

Mrs Lexton, during your absence this evening ..

Who are you? - I'm Dr Berwick.

I couldn't get Dr Lanchester, so I rang for Dr Berwick. He lives downstairs.

How is he? - He's ..

Dead.

Keep hold of yourself. Get some brandy.

Had Dr Lanchester realized how serious this was?

No .. nor had I.

Well, he was Dr Lanchester's patient.

This has placed me in a position where I'm afraid I must ask for a post-mortem.

A post-mortem .. what's that?

An examination to determine the cause of death.

Brandy mum ..

Do you want to go in? - No, no.

Better help Mrs Lexton to her room. - Yes.

Thank you.

Good morning, Emily. - Good morning, Dr Berwick.

Is Mrs Lexton awake? - No, sir.

There hasn't been a sound out of her. I thought it best to let her sleep.

Alright, we want to talk to you. - Yes, sir.

You're sure you and Mrs Lexton are the only two who saw Mr Lexton yesterday?

That's right, sir. In a manner of speaking.

What do you mean by that?

Well, there was Dr Gretorex of course.

Was this Dr Gretorex also on the case, Dr Berwick?

Not to my knowledge. - Oh no, sir. He wasn't on the case.

He was just a friend of Mrs .. I mean Mr and Mrs Lexton.

Why did you start saying "Mrs"?

Well, he asked for Mrs Lexton when he come in, sir.

Did he come often? - No, sir. Never, until yesterday.

Did he telephone her often? - Oh yes, sir. Often.

Not that she would ever speak to him. She was devoted to her young husband.

"If Dr Gretorex telephones, I'm not at home", she'd say.

So, Dr Gretorex was alone with Mr Lexton yesterday?

Why yes, sir.

Oh that is until, Dr Lanchester arrived.

And then they had words.

And Dr Gretorex left quicker than he came in.

What sort of words? - Well, I'm not sure, sir.

I think he said something about a .. drink that ..

Dr Gretorex gave Mr Lexton. - A drink?

I can get the facts from Dr Lanchester.

Does Mrs Lexton know that Dr Gretorex came here yesterday?

Oh, no sir. Least ways, she don't know from me.

You say she's asleep? - I hope so, sir. She needs it.

Oh, she worshipped Mr Jervis, she did. - I'll talk to her.

Wild horses wouldn't have got her out last night if she knew how ill he was.

[ Door knocks ]

Who is it, Emily?

Dr Berwick is asking if he can see you for a moment, mum.

Tell him to come in.

Good morning Mrs Lexton. I am sorry to trouble you.

I just wanted a little chat. If you feel up to it.

Of course I feel up to it.

I know what a terrible shock this has been.

But I'm afraid I have another shock for you, Mrs Lexton.

You husband, didn't die a natural death.

I believe he died of a form of virulent poisoning.

Poison?

That's the reason why Mr Orpington is here.

It's important that he should see you, too.

If you have no objection.

Will you step in, sir?

Mr Orpington is from Scotland Yard.

You have told Mrs Lexton? - Yes, he has.

Poisoned ..

Madam, did your husband have anything to drink yesterday when you were with him?

Yes, he had some hot broth. But that was alright wasn't it?

Dr Lanchester ordered it. - Perfectly alright if he ordered it.

Excuse me.

Forgive me if I seem impertinent, Mrs Lexton.

But your husband's life was insured, of course?

No, Jervis wasn't insured at all.

But he was comfortably off?

I mean, he left you well provided for, I hope.

All he had was his salary and a lot of debts but ..

Don't worry about me. I'll be alright.

I'll find a job or something.

You are very brave, Mrs Lexton.

There is one other small matter.

Your friend, Dr Gretorex.

Our friend. - Quite.

Did you know that he was coming here yesterday?

Was he here?

He was with your husband a few hours before he died.

Well .. I didn't know.

I understand that he has been telephoning you quite a bit, lately?

But I didn't talk to him. - So I have been told.

Am I misconstruing the case to say he is more your friend than your husband's?

That is true, Inspector. - Very sensible of you to admit it.

You .. saw him alone at times?

At times, but not often.

At his own house?

No, we would go for walks in the park or .. to picture galleries.

I understand. In other words, you were quite ..

Well, you were quite fond of him.

I'm very fond of Dr Gretorex.

But I loved my husband. - Naturally.

Was Dr Gretorex .. jealous of Mr Lexton?

Please don't answer that question if you don't want to.

Well .. I suppose he was in a way but ..

Make no mistake, Roger is a wonderful man.

I've no doubt he is.

After all, he could ..

Hardly be blamed for falling in love with you and wanting to marry you.

I suppose it was as much my fault as it was his.

You encouraged him? - No. Quite the opposite.

Well, I could have been firmer.

What did your husband say to all this?

He didn't know. - You never told him?

No .. he would have been so hurt.

You see .. he trusted Roger as a friend.

I see.

Mrs Lexton.

In your opinion.

If your husband had found out ..

What Dr Gretorex's feelings really were.

Do you think that he might have taken his own life?

Oh no! Don't ever say that.

He could never had done such a thing. - You are quite sure of that?

Well, of course he wouldn't.

You didn't know Jervis.

I'm sorry I didn't. He sounds .. a decent fellow.

And Dr Gretorex lives at ..?

Perry Place? - Yes.

I think he does.

I'm very grateful to you for being so frank with me, Mrs Lexton.

And please accept my very sincere sympathies.

Thank you Inspector. Goodbye. - Goodbye.

I've left my card with Emily, in case you need me.

Thank you, Doctor.

Ivy. - Roger.

Something dreadful has happened. Jervis. He's dead. He died last night.

I have to talk quickly. This man will be here. - Man?

It's so dreadful, and I'm so frightened.

They say .. the poor darling .. didn't die what they call a "natural death".

Didn't die a natural death?

No time to talk. This horrible man came to see me. He's to do with the Police.

Now he's coming here to see you. - But why?

I don't know. He just asked funny questions about you and me.

Roger, you won't give me away, will you? - Give you away?

Well, he wanted to know if you were as good a friend of mine as of Jervis.

I said that you weren't. That you were good friends to us both.

What else did he ask?

Well, he wanted to know if you were fond of me, if you loved me and I ..

I said that you didn't. Then ..

He asked if I ever came to see you here alone.

He asked that? - Yes.

I said that I hadn't. What else could I say?

If you say that I have, then .. - It's nobody's business but our own.

Yes I know, but if it gets in the papers it will look so dreadful.

Darling, of course I can say you've been here.

But you shouldn't have come here now. What if you'd been followed?

Oh, no. I wasn't. I came round by way of the wharf.

I don't understand it.

If poor Jervis took his own life, do you think he knew about us?

I'm sure he didn't. Nobody did. But everyone will if you ..

Don't worry. They won't.

We mustn't see each other for a while.

We're both going to need .. - It's better if you went away.

Your home or somewhere.

Ivy .. you must be very brave. This means an inquest.

[ Door knocks ]

Yes? - Two gentlemen to see you, sir.

Alright, I'll come. - Yes, sir.

You had better go. - You'll be careful, won't you.

Dearest, when this is all over. - Yes, my darling. I'll go now.

Wait until I'm talking to them, and then slip out. - Yes, dear.

Roger, what if Martha has seen me here? - I'll attend to that.

You mustn't worry, darling.

I won't let anybody harm you.

Thank you, Roger.

Martha.

They're waiting in the hall, sir.

Martha .. would you do something for me? - You know I would Mr Roger.

If you've ever seen a lady here, not a patient, a visitor. You must forget it.

Forget I'd never seen no�ne here? - That's right.

It means a lot to me. You may be asked.

No matter how it appears, no matter what you think would be for the best.

Remember, you'll be helping me if you never tell a soul.

If it means something to you Mr Roger, it means much more to me. I promise.

Thank you Martha.

I know I can trust you. Ask them in.

Step this way gentlemen, please.

Good day, Doctor. - Good day.

My name is Orpington. Criminal Investigation Department, Scotland Yard.

How do you do.

Won't you sit down? - Thank you.

I'm sorry to bother you.

But I have to ask you some questions about a gentleman who was known to you.

If you give me his name, I'll look .. - He was not a patient of yours.

I'm referring to Mr Jervis Lexton, who died last night.

No, he wasn't a patient of mine.

That's what I thought. But he was a friend of yours?

Yes, his death was very sudden.

You understand, when a thing like this occurs I must explore every possibility.

I suppose you can't give us any idea how Mr Lexton came by irritant poison?

None whatever.

I mean is it possible that he could have obtained or annexed some from here?

Mr Lexton never came to this house. - Did his wife ever come here, Doctor?

No, sir.

Thank you.

I sent my Sergeant out of the room Doctor, because I have to ask you ..

A rather personal question.

I understand that you knew Mrs Lexton rather better than you knew her husband.

What do you mean by that?

Wasn't it a form of romantic friendship? Or some sort of relationship, anyhow?

If you mean what I think you mean. - Please forgive me if I seem offensive.

But let me put it this way.

Were there occasions when you used to see Mrs Lexton alone?

No, sir. - Not even for a walk in the park?

No, sir.

I see.

Was it your wish to be on ..

Closer terms of friendship with Mrs Lexton than she felt it right to allow?

I hate to bother you with these details.

Mrs Lexton is a very engaging young lady.

I imagine it might be hard for any man not to with to wish to ..

Make love to her. I quite agree.

You admit if there was no Mr Lexton you would want Mrs Lexton to be your wife?

There was a Mr Lexton. - But that doesn't answer my question.

You do want to marry Mrs Lexton, don't you?

She's already admitted as much.

That I know to be a downright lie.

I'm sorry you've taken it that way. Please forgive me.

I suppose you have a Surgery attached to this house?

It is across the yard. - You make up your own medicines?

Yes.

May I see the Surgery, please? - Certainly.

Thank you.

Inspector .. naturally in this Surgery you will find irritant poisons.

But no-one has access to this place but my housekeeper and myself.

I've no idea how Jervis Lexton got the stuff that killed him. If it killed him.

But I do know it didn't come from this room.

Yes. I'll take a look at it if I may.

The poisons are in this cabinet.

Quite a bit of it, isn't there.

Hello there.

Mother.

Now I believe in presentiments. I've thought of you all day. - You have?

Don't kiss me dear. I'm covered with horse-hair and saddle-soap.

Hello Groves. - How are you, sir?

What's wrong with Dazzle? - Got a splint. Knocked his leg.

It will teach him to jump higher next time.

Get the iodine Groves, and blister that splint. If the Doctor agrees.

I do. - Yes, ma'am.

Alright my boy .. what's wrong?

What you said, I think. The splint is .. - I mean .. with you.

Mother, do you remember my friends, the Lextons? They spent a weekend here.

I remember Mrs Lexton very well.

Jervis died suddenly. - Oh, I'm sorry.

What caused his .. - They say it was poison.

Suicide, obviously.

Were you his Doctor?

No.

The poor boy.

Is there something else you want to tell me?

What is it, Roger?

Mother. I want you to know now that Ivy is free, I shall marry her.

Isn't it early to be talking of marriage when the poor man has only just died?

I know. I had to tell you as there may be a scandal with my name linked to it.

I said something to you that weekend Mrs Lexton was here.

I suppose you didn't take my advice. - Some things a man must judge himself.

As regards Mrs Lexton. I will judge for myself.

Very well, Roger.

Hello Tom .. how is Mrs Lumford?

Mending fast, sir .. thanks to you.

Good day Mrs Gretorex.

Doctor, I ..

Well, there is some ale in the kitchen if you two would like ..

No mother. Please wait.

What is it, Tom? - I'm sorry, Doctor. But ..

I've been ordered to arrest you.

Groves, take Dazzle to his stall and dress that splint.

Yes, sir.

Go on, Tom.

To arrest you on suspicion of the murder of .. Jervis Lexton.

I'm sorry Mrs Gretorex.

Won't you allow my son to have supper before you go?

I think we could manage supper for all of us.

Sorry mum. My orders is to bring him straight back to Haywards Heath.

Well, reckon we'd better be moving, Doctor.

Bring along the Doctor's bag, Jim.

Don't worry Mother. It's all a stupid mistake.

Of course it is, dear.

Ma'am! .. Ma'am!

What is it Emily? - Dr Gretorex.

What about Dr Gretorex? - He's arrested.

Arrested? - Yes .. for murder.

For Mr Lexton's murder.

Oh Madam, I forgot. This cable came for you.

Thank you, Emily.

The Prosecution believes it has cause for action against you.

But why you? Where was your motive?

Admittedly you saw Lexton the day he died.

But so did Dr Lanchester. So did the maid, Emily Green.

Of course the wife saw him too, but what could have been her motive?

There's no life insurance .. no money.

Now, if she wanted to marry another man.

Doctor .. are you quite sure you've told me all the facts?

Was this woman in love with you? - Certainly not.

Or somebody else? - No.

No .. not to my knowledge.

If there is anything, you'd better tell me you know.

Remember, you will be under oath when I put you in the witness box.

I won't go into the witness box, Sir James.

Paper .. paper!

Paper!

The star in Gretorex murder trial, Ivy, to give evidence today.

Now, now Ivy. Now, now.

You must keep control of yourself. It won't be too bad.

All you have to do is speak the truth.

It's an ordeal testifying against someone one knows.

But if Gretorex is guilty, you are only doing your duty.

And if he isn't, be sure the court will find out the truth.

And those barristers are the fellows to find it out.

Dig under the surface for the truth. Like a surgeon.

Why do they make me give evidence?

She's shaking like a leaf. - Dear, dear.

Come on my dear. You must.

Mrs Lexton.

Mrs Gretorex.

I want to talk about my son. His life. - Well I ..

I know appearances are dreadfully against him.

But you don't believe that Roger poisoned your husband, do you?

You believe he's innocent, don't you?

How do I know what to think, Mrs Gretorex?

I mean it is so strange. It's so unfortunate.

Roger was the last person to see my poor husband alive.

You mean, you are half inclined to believe that he did this terrible thing?

Because of his love for you, I suppose? - I didn't say that, but ..

He was very fond of me, you know. And .. - Roger loved you. He told me so.

And because of that, please remember when you face him from the witness box.

That what you say may very well mean his death.

I will. I will indeed, Mrs Gretorex.

"Call Mrs Ivy Lexton."

"Call Mrs Ivy Lexton."

You are called, Mrs Lexton.

I won't go. - Madam, you have no choice.

What happened? Did Emily say ..? - Please, Madam.

Take off your gloves please.

Take the bible in your right hand.

Repeat after me.

I swear by the almighty God.

I swear by the almighty God.

That the evidence I give to this court.

That the evidence I give to this court. - Shall be the truth.

Shall be the truth. - The whole truth.

The whole truth.

Nothing but the truth. So help me God.

And nothing but the truth. So help me God.

You are Ivy Lexton, widow of the late Jervis Hamilton Lexton?

Yes.

Mrs Lexton, your maid Emily Green stated that the prisoner used to telephone you.

Sometimes as often as three times a day.

But that you would never talk with him.

Was that testimony true, Mrs Lexton?

Yes.

Now, Mrs Lexton, what was the nature of your relations to and with Dr Gretorex?

I ..

What was that? - She hasn't answered yet, My Lord.

Yes, Mrs Lexton?

We were friends, all three of us. My husband too.

Mrs Lexton .. was there, unknown to your husband ..

Any romantic relationship between you and the prisoner at the bar?

Well I ..

Was the prisoner at the bar, in love with you?

Answer the question? - Must I answer?

Counsel is entitled to a reply.

Mrs Lexton .. the morning after your husband's death.

Did you tell Inspector Orpington anything?

What did you tell him?

I say you told him Dr Gretorex was in love with you and wanted to marry you.

And did you not also imply that the accused was jealous of your husband?

You did tell the Inspector these things, didn't you, Mrs Lexton?

Didn't you?

Yes.

My Lord. - What's that?

I wish to withdraw my plea, My Lord.

And change it to "guilty".

He's in a bit of a hurry to get that rope around his neck, isn't he?

So is she.

I pass upon you the sentence of this court.

Which is that you be taken hence to a lawful prison.

And thence to a place of execution.

And that you there be hanged by the neck .. until you are dead.

And that your body shall be buried within the precincts of the prison.

Where you shall have been last confined.

May the Lord have mercy upon your soul.

Amen.

Is James on his way up with the bags, Emily?

He don't answer the speaking-tube. I'll get him.

We haven't much time.

Did you get James?

Oh.

Mrs Lexton, why have you refused to see me?

I'm awfully sorry Mrs Gretorex. I'm leaving town.

Until it is all over? Until my son is dead?

My staying in London wouldn't help the poor darling.

It might. It is nearly five o'clock.

Do you realize that it is only 16 hours and they are hanging him in 16 hours?

Roger loved you. Why don't you try to help him?

How can I help him? - Mr Lexton may have committed suicide.

But he didn't. - What makes you so sure?

Because he wouldn't do such a thing. - He may have suspected you and my son.

He might have taken the poison so you and Roger would be accused of murder.

What a horrible thought! You are speaking of my dead husband.

I am fighting for my son's life.

It was a hideous misfortune for me when I met your son.

You don't want him to go free. Why?

I've done everything I could. - No, you haven't.

If Roger dies tomorrow, the person who killed your husband will go free.

Is that what you want, Mrs Lexton? - You seem to forget Roger confessed.

It took you a long time to remember that.

Why is everyone so cruel to me?

Nobody seems to realize what I've been through. All the nervous strain and ..

Get the bags. I'll be at Lady Flora's, Emily.

Yes ma'am. Goodbye.

[ Door knocks ]

Hello? - Good evening, Martha.

Oh it's you. - May I come in?

Yes, of course.

It is going to be a damp night. - Yes. I'm afraid it is.

Mrs Gretorex is out. She went away this morning and hasn't yet returned.

I didn't come here to see Mrs Gretorex, Martha.

I came here to see you.

Me? - Yes.

Martha, are you down there? - Yes, ma'am, I'm down here.

Just shutting up.

Good evening Mrs Gretorex. - What is it, Inspector?

I just dropped in to have a talk with Martha.

But since you are here, I am curious to know why you called on Mrs Lexton today.

Is that unlawful? - No.

How is she? Still frightened? - Yes, frightened. Horribly frightened.

But she's ready to let Roger die rather than to say whom he is ..

Shielding.

You think he's shielding somebody too?

Officially this case is closed. I have no right to think.

This is my evening off. - You do think it, though?

Whom would she want him to shield Mrs Gretorex?

I think you know. - Herself.

Yes, yes. And that's why Roger said he did it. To save her.

And how easy for her to get the poison here. That cupboard isn't even locked.

Martha has said over and over again that Mrs Lexton has never been here.

Isn't that so, Martha? - Yes. That's right, sir.

But he wouldn't have told Martha or anyone because of her reputation.

She could have used that door. - Yes.

Only today, I learn Dr Gretorex had an extra key made to the door a year ago.

Did you know that, Martha?

No sir. No.

I'm afraid the tea kettle will be on the boil.

She could have slipped in here without anybody knowing it.

Oh, I'm so sure of it, Inspector. So positive.

Oh, but what's the use?

We couldn't prove anything.

And tomorrow morning .. Roger will die.

How did that get back there? That jar of poison.

Why should that jar frighten you?

I broke the cups. - Never mind the cups.

I'll get some more tea. - Never mind the tea.

Martha, in fifteen hours' time, Dr Gretorex will be hanged.

Hanged for something that he didn't do.

He's shielding somebody, and you know who he is shielding.

Martha, what are you keeping from us?

Say it!

But I .. I promised.

You promised what? You promised whom? Tell me, tell me!

You've seen Mrs Lexton here. You know she was here.

Was she, Martha? Please, was she?

Yes, she was here. All dressed in white, she was. And she had a little black bag.

Which she held like so. A lovely little bag it was. Unusual, with a cameo clasp.

I've seen that bag.

Standing over there, she was. By the jar of poison.

Standing right in front of it like she was trying to hide it.

You get Martha across to my office. They will take her statement.

I've got a visit to make.

"What number, please?"

Please, I want a trunk call.

Horsham, naught-one-eight.

"Where?" - Horsham, in Sussex.

Only twelve more hours before they .. - "What was that, ma'am?"

Nothing.

"Sorry, hold on please. You are through."

Are you there?

Is this Horsham naught-one-eight?

I want Mrs Lexton please. This is her maid.

"Hang on a moment."

Thank you .. hello .. Emily?

Oh. This is me, mum.

There has been a wire. It's a cable.

Yes, yes. Open it and read it.

I'm all thumbs.

What with being in this flat alone.

With Mr Jervis died.

Poor Dr Gretorex is going to be hanged in the morning.

Oh .. forgive me, mum.

I have .. I've got the jitters.

If only I could go to my sisters for the night.

Of course. What does the cable say?

Here it is.

It's from Southampton.

It says "ship docking".

"A day ahead of time."

"Arriving London in the small hours tonight."

"And shall see you tomorrow."

"Ever .. Miles Rushworth."

I ..

Oh.

Mr Miles Rushworth.

Ahh!

We came to find the weapon, and I think we've got the motive.

"Shall see you tomorrow. Ever, Miles Rushworth."

Wasn't he the husband's boss? - Yes.

It seems that Ivy has a way with men. Three of them dangling ..

Aye. One of them from the end of a rope like as not.

"Boat train from Southampton."

Come in to Waterloo, would it? - Yes, sir.

We must find that handbag.

You search this end.

Here's a drawer full of bags, Inspector. - Any black ones?

Aye, but none with a cameo clasp.

That's the lot.

Hmm. Not there. - You think she's done away with it?

Mrs Lexton is not the type to toss away something valuable.

Search those. - Yes, sir.

Of course, she might have it. - Shush!

Quiet.

What's up?

Do you notice something different?

No.

The clock. - What about it?

It has stopped ticking. - Well?

Sergeant.

Well!

Give me that pad.

It's nothing at all.

It was hidden for some reason.

Wicked little wench, isn't she. - Yes.

I thought so the first time I saw it running up to Lexton's death.

I'll wager the poison was in it then.

Why should anyone want to hide an empty bag?

A guilty conscience, maybe.

Hollow? - Might be.

A secret compartment.

There is some white dust in it.

Get it over to the yard and have it analyzed.

I'm going to Waterloo Station.

To meet Mr Rushworth.

[ Telephone ]

[ Telephone ]

[ Telephone ]

Hello?

Yes.

Oh. It's London.

Yes. Yes, I'm holding on.

Good morning, my dear.

That's probably Charles calling you, as he promised about ..

Dr Gretorex.

You want Mrs Lexton?

I'll see if she is awake. - It is for you.

Shall I speak for you? - Please.

Sir Charles Page, my lady.

Hello Charles. This is Flora. Is it .. over?

No! They had what?

When? Early this morning?

Charles, that's wonderful.

Well, isn't that extraordinary?

New evidence? Never.

No! Of course, I'll tell Ivy immediately. She'll be so happy.

Yes. It was kind of you to let us know at once.

Yes Charles .. thank you .. goodbye.

Ivy .. Ivy! Such news.

Roger Gretorex has been reprieved.

Reprieved? - New evidence has come to light.

What evidence?

Charles didn't know, but it must be awfully strong to stop an execution.

They think somebody else is guilty? - Yes, they're sure of it.

Oh Ivy, I can't tell you what a load this is off my mind.

You poor dear. All this excitement.

You mustn't let the reaction make you ill.

You just lie down again. And remember, the ordeal is over, Ivy.

That poor young man didn't do it. And now they'll get the guilty one. You see.

I'll bring you some tea.

The guilty one? New evidence?

It must be a mistake. They couldn't have found out, they couldn't.

Miles .. Miles will see to it. Miles will help me.

Miles is due in.

Ahh!

Oh, Miles .. you startled me.

Why, you'll never know how wonderful it is to see you.

I can't even face going out of the house.

You are trembling Ivy. Why are you frightened?

Frightened? - You're frightened. Very frightened.

It's in your eyes. - Why should I be?

Awful things have happened since you went away. Poor darling Jervis.

The worries I went through.

You have heard that Dr Gretorex has been reprieved?

Yes .. I'm glad. I mean, if they think he's innocent.

If Dr Gretorex is innocent, who is the guilty one?

Please, let's not talk about it anymore.

Poor Jervis .. it is all so unexplainable.

Not for Scotland Yard, Ivy.

Inspector Orpington was waiting for me at the Station when I arrived.

Inspector?

The Police believe they have enough evidence to convict you of murder.

You don't believe that?

I don't know what to believe.

That's why I came to speak to you. - And now?

And now I know.

I'm sorry for you, Ivy.

Deeply sorry.

Miles, don't go. If you leave me now, I haven't a friend left in the world.

Stop, I've forgotten something.

Wait for me, I'll be back immed�ately. - Yes, ma'am.

Come on, come on. We're waiting.

Ahh!

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