I See a Dark Stranger Page #5

You understand me?

Now listen carefully.

Something went wrong.

Pryce is now either dead

or in custody.

He passed everything on to me.

He was originally arrested in the visitors'

gallery of the Tynwald Court in the Isle of Man.

He managed to hide the notebook with the information in

the seating at the end of the second row, on the right.

Remember that...

Second row on the right.

You want ME to go

to the Isle of Man?

No... you'll take my place and meet someone on the

train which leaves Wynbridge at 7.45 tomorrow morning.

And pass on what I've told you.

And how will I know him?

He'll be in the 1st class non-smoker

of the northern section.

1st class non-smoker

of the northern section.

There's only one such compartment.

Well, how will he be dressed?

I don't know... he's the next link

in the chain.

You'll ask to have the window

halfway down...

And whoever it is... it may be a woman...

...will reply they have no objection, for

10 minutes, because the carriage is stuffy.

You'll both get out

at the next station.

I ask to have the window halfway down...

He'll reply it'll be alright

for 10 minutes.

Pick up my coat.

In the wallet you'll find

3 blank identity cards...

You may need them.

There's also some money

and a photograph.

If you get a chance after the war...

you might get in touch with the lady.

Madame Astanov, at the Hotel Splendide,

Bucharest.

Tell her I died for Germany.

It'll amuse her.

I've left the worst 'til last.

The worst?

I'm afraid it's a trifle gruesome...

But you see, if my body

were found here...

...everyone would be under suspicion.

You'd be arrested.

Perhaps shot.

What can I do?

Dispose of me.

Cigarette's gone out.

What is it now?

What's happened to Bridie?

I been waiting here for me airing

since 7 o'clock.

Well, it's her half day off...

You know that.

Nobody considers ME!

I promised to play old Brockway

a game of backgammon at 9.

Well, you'll just have to wait,

that's all.

The bar's bung-full of Home Guards...

and I'm run off my feet.

Bridie... Just a moment!

Will you leave me alone!?

I want a word with you.

In the ordinary run of things,

I'm an easygoing type...

I said, will you leave me alone!?

No... I won't.

You're not going to get away with this,

you know.

If nothing else, I owe it to all

the other mugs that come after me.

Look, will you leave me, if I promise

to see you when I get back?

Well, now we're getting somewhere.

I'll wait for you in the lounge...

How long will you be?

I don't know.

Well, I shouldn't take the old boy far,

on a night like this.

I'll never do it...

I know I won't.

It's another half mile before I get out

of the town... someone's bound to see me.

What then? It's very dark.

I might... I might!

Hello sweetheart!

Taking the old 'n out

for his constitutional?

You're from "The George" aren't you?

It's nothing to do with you!

Thought you might fancy

the benefit of the company...

I'm going your way.

I don't want your company.

- Oh... come on...

- Go away, will you!

Listen, sweetheart...

you got me all wrong!

I'm not that sort of fellow.

I never take no for an answer.

Goodnight, Miss.

I thought he was annoying you.

He was.

How's Mr Edwards, tonight.

He's fallen asleep.

Between you and me,

he's been looking a bit seedy lately.

I don't think he'll be with us

much longer.

Taking him down the cliff road

for a bit of sea air?

Want to cross over?

Yes, I do please.

OK... just a minute.

Goodnight, Miss.

Hullo!...What's happened to Bridie?

Hasn't she come back yet?

I shall have to take you out myself,

I suppose.

Is that you, Bridie?

Yes.

Come here a minute, will you.

I want you.

So you've condescended

to come back at last!

I've been waiting here for you

since half past seven.

I promised old Brockway a game of...

Here! Here! Where are you going?

Help me clear these things away...

there's a good girl.

Ada's rushed off again, as usual.

And then take Grandad out...

He's getting grouchy.

He's been out.

He was complaining just now.

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

He forgets everything.

I took him out half an hour ago.

Well, I don't know... really!

This is too much!

Come on, let's get these things

out of Te way.

I think we'll leave the rest

'til the morning.

My feet are killing me.

I'm going to bed, too.

That's right... don't mind me!

Clean up the bar... powder your face!

Just a minute, Bridie!

Darn a few stockings... I can wait.

Don't be silly, Grandad...

she's going to bed.

About the morning...

Lieutenant Baynes is leaving first thing...

He's catching the 8 o'clock.

Eh... what's that?

Going to bed?

What about my airing?

But she's taken you out, Grandad...

You know that very well.

What are you talking about?

I haven't moved from this chair.

I've been waiting here

hour after hour...

...While she's been out...

gadding about.

What's all the shrugging?

What are you two up to!

We're not up to anything.

She's taken you out

half an hour ago.

What's the matter with you?

There's nothing the matter with me!

I ought to know whether

I've been out or not.

Didn't I call you

half an hour ago, Ethel?

And again, just now?

Yes, that's true.

You can't have forgotten...

I pushed you down Cross St and back.

Cross Street?

Did I ever check with old Smart the butcher

about backing a horse in The Derby, next week?

Yeah... something like that.

I didn't then, see...

The Derby was run last week...

And old Smart's in bed

with pneumonia.

Caught you out, haven't I?

Well it must have been somebody else...

I wasn't paying much attention.

She's lying!

She didn't take me out!

She hasn't been near me!

I may be an old fool...

but I'm not that bad.

I tell you, she's got some reason

for lying like this.

Have you ever seen Bessie asleep,

when she hasn't been out for a walk?

Grandad... I simply don't know

what's come over you.

You'd better call Lieut. Baynes at 7.

- Goodnight, dear.

- Goodnight.

I can't talk to you... I'm sorry.

You've something on your mind,

haven't you?

Will you let me go to bed, please!?

Bridie... You came back

with an empty chair.

I took Grandfather out...

You saw me.

He got out of the chair

and walked in a minute before...

Does that satisfy you?

- Whatever the answer is...

- I've given it to you!

Blast it!

A first-class non-smoker

of the northern section.

This is it, girl!

Is that seat taken, please?

No.

Would you like a sandwich?

They're not Spam!

No, thanks.

What was I saying then?

About that Miss Butlin and the nice

young man in the Sun Insurance.

Yes... of course they've known each other

for years...

...bought a house in Kingston...

Then he went off and joined the RAF...

..and she went into the ADN and now...

...he's marrying a girl from Rhodesia..

..and she's going out with a married man.

from the Ministry of Home Security...

Oh, it's dreadful the things war

does to people.

They would have made

such a nice couple, too.

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