Endless Night Page #7

Thank you ... Mr Rogers.

Sergeant Keene ...

Is Miss Townsend in court yet?

- No, sir.

- Well, why not?

These alleged threats and warnings

could be material.

She's not been at her home, sir ...

nor seen anywhere since,

but we expect to locate her soon.

Oh, I certainly hope so.

Well, everything points ...

to death being due to

accidental causes ...

with insufficient evidence

to show how it occurred.

In the circumstances ...

I suppose I must adjourn this inquest

'til Miss Townsend can be found.

I'm sure we all feel the very ...

deepest sympathy for the ...

bereaved, young husband.

Michael ...

Michael ...

Going back to the house?

No ... Greta's still there,

clearing up.

The ... Philpott's are looking

after me for a while.

- How do you do.

- How do you do.

Err, do you mind if I

go ahead with Michael?

I'll see you later, Michael.

What did you mean, you

aren't really satisfied?

Oh, I wish I really knew.

You know something ...

Reuben was out riding near

there that morning.

Reuben?!

Well he said something once about Cora

having the thin end of the trust, and ...

Ellie standing in the way.

Reuben has never been known

to get anything right ...

horses, women or facts.

His incompetence borders

on the supernatural.

Besides, Ellie wasn't in Cora's

way anymore ... you were.

Me?

I'm afraid you'll have

to come to America.

What for?

To look after your

business interests.

Oh, didn't you know ...

Ellie altered her will soon

after she got married ...

she did it in London, and I regret

to say without consulting me.

You are the principal beneficiary.

But I'd ...

no idea ... I ...

I didn't even know

she'd made a will.

Oh yes.

And the ... ramifications of

the estate are enormous.

Without expert advice you'll

be thoroughly confused ...

with it you'll be even

more confused.

There's another reason why

you should come to America ...

Ellie's will called for

her to be buried there.

But she wouldn't want that!

Away from Gypsy's Acre?

I guess she didn't think

to alter that part ...

you see she wouldn't have been

expecting to die, just yet.

America?

Putting it into very simple

language Mr Rogers ...

Fifteen percent of the holdings

in Transtex Transportation ...

Are convertible every five

years until nineteen-ninety ...

into Bifurcated Yellowstone ...

at prices escalating from twenty-

eight dollars and twenty cents ...

to thirty-six dollars and

sixty cents, per stock unit.

I feel called upon to remark ...

that bearing in mind the recent

behaviour of the Dow Jones Index ...

it might be wise to kiss

goodbye to Northwest Zinc ...

And I say with due humility ...

that it was a rare privilege to

have know such an utterly loveable,

utterly warm, utterly delightful,

and utterly outgiving personality.

And I feel called upon to remark ...

that bearing in mind the recent

behavour of the Dow Jones Index ...

it might be wise to kiss

goodbye to Northwest Zinc ...

and reinvest in a less

volatile enterprise.

For we brought nothing

into this world ...

and it is certain we

can carry nothing out.

So why not invest the residue

in Consolidated Metallics?

A very, very sound

corporation indeed.

Remaining forever ... a fragrant

memory in our hearts.

Let us pray.

Ashes to ashes ...

Dust to dust.

Sign here ...

Sign there ...

Say when ...

I said it would be confusing,

but that about clears it up.

What will you do when you

return home, where will you live?

Gypsy's Acre, of course.

Ellie wouldn't want me

to sell it, it was ours.

- Greta still looking after it?

- Well 'til I get back.

Can I ask you something

Mr Lippincott?

Somehow I've ... never got around

to calling you Uncle Andrew...

No, that was ... Ellie's

prerogative, perhaps.

As you know ...

I've never had much

time for Greta.

A very confident

girl, nevertheless.

Yes, well that's it, I mean ...

fair's fair ...

when I dismiss her, should I ...

give her a present, or, or what?

Well, Ellie provided

for her adequately ...

But if, when she leaves ...

you want to add what the French

call a 'Douceur', well that's up to you.

Err, are you flying back?

- No, sailing.

- Yes.

Tomorrow's boat. I think the ...

voyage will do me good.

Yes.

Well, there's one more

document that concerns you ...

it came in this morning.

As soon as it's been certified and

copied I'll mail it to you in England.

It should be waiting

for you on your arrival.

Is that the lot?

Fine.

Oh ...

Hello?

Yes, he's still with me.

Who?

Oh wait, I'll talk with him.

It's the Halcyon County

Hospital, Goshen.

Your friend, Santonix.

He's asking for you.

Mike?

Yes ... yes I'm here.

I built you a good house.

You built me a wonderful house.

You ...

You ...

You damned fool ...

Why ... didn't you go

the other way?!

Next day, I sailed for home ...

home, to the only

place I cared for ...

Gypsy's Acre.

I saw you coming.

- Where are the servants?

- Gone ... paid off.

- Had a good trip?

- Fine, thank you.

No, Darling ... wait.

Oh Christ, I've

waited long enough!

Haven't I?

Mike, wait.

O, Mr Sailer ... home from sea.

We made it.

I guess we have.

Although, New York

was bloody tough.

Still, I've always enjoyed

playing a part.

What about the Philpotts?

My telegram said expect me

anytime up 'til midnight.

I'll be getting along soon.

Very nice people, the

old Doc and his wife.

Very fond of them.

They're really quite

attached to me.

It was worth the risk tonight.

You enjoy taking risks,

don't you Greta?

We took some with Ellie.

I don't want to talk about Ellie.

Darling ...

I don't want you...

to talk about Ellie.

Mike ... don't spoil it now.

Anyway, after tonight we

can't meet for ... three months?

At least.

I arranged with ...

Uncle Andrew to ...

terminate your

engagement with ...

what the French

call a 'Douceur'.

Darling ... you've just

given me one.

Didn't tell you ...

Santonix is dead.

Oh, what a pity.

'Oh, what a pity'.

You never cared for

him much did you?

About as much as

he cared for me.

I was with him

when he died.

He said I ... ought to have

gone the other way.

Anyway ...

he built you a nice house.

I think it would be an idea

to keep it on for a while.

What?

You don't think I'm going to

live anywhere else, do you?

How can we live

here all the time ...

with all the world to see,

and the money to see it with.

If I wanted to see the world I'd

have joined the bloody Navy!

You're tired ...

and on edge.

I quite understand.

Yes, maybe I am.

Time I was going.

Sorry, Love.

Oh, Mike ...

Some mail for you here.

It's a big envelope with

a New York postmark.

Ah, that'll be the one

from Uncle Andrew.

I'll bring the doctor along

in the morning ...

he can watch me shaking

you, gratefully by the hand.

And then that should ...

What is it?

Christ Almighty!

Look at the back ...

look at the back!!

Taken:
Amsterdam, August

seventeenth, nineteen ...

Last Year!

Before I first met Ellie!

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