Jack the Ripper Page #8

air under his charmer.

Should I take note?

No. Repeat it ten times

before going to sleep.

It may try to find

if I like men.

Have you thought?

If he tries anything, tell him

I learned a lot

my father, the blacksmith.

He tapped throughout the day.

You want to defend

and even risking prison?

As alleged with your husband?

No husband, fianc.

I banged on time.

Do not stay alone with him.

I'm serious.

Leaflets. In 8 weeks

we took the depositions

all butchers, medics, cooks

and grinders 15 km away.

Were interviewed throughout

the neighborhood.

We spoke to the Jews,

Germans and French.

We have men everywhere.

But there is still rife.

Somewhere

someone knows something.

So we move to tracts.

And if he left the country?

My authority is not going so far.

But know Press the continent

us in the eye.

Americans, too.

The leaflets will please them.

Each station has a packet.

They must circulate.

Faster than that!

Returns to post, Derek.

Show yourself in all pubs Joe.

Well, Inspector.

Joe!

But this is good Dr. Jekyll,

or is it Mr. Hyde?

Hi, Mansfield.

We just relax?

Annette,

or will be venturing pub?

I will not answer

your impertinence.

I forbid you to go.

Instead Mr Hyde.

Terry is Mansfield, the actor.

Follow him, I want to know where it goes.

Good evening.

Do you want a drink

or offer?

Here Mary Jane is an Irish

full of charm.

Hi, Mary Jane.

Marie Jeannette.

I'm in Paris.

I'm Boston, call me Dixie.

Boy!

- You, out.

- Police.

Something does not fit.

What?

Between Terry.

It's raining?

He raised a daughter,

she spent the night with him.

At 8 pm, he put in a cab

to Whitechapel.

This girl has a name?

Mary Kelly.

Do your report for the file.

I can dry?

I'll catch your death.

You know what they say:

"If it makes you not laugh ..."

"Should not you enlist!"

What does not fit?

If there is more than one,

what is the link?

Two of us, we work hand in hand

but if one of us

began to butcher ...

No more strikes?

You have a gift.

And what did the big boys?

Something unexpected,

with the morning mail

is it not, Mr. Paulsen?

That is correct.

So, Doctor?

It is a human kidney.

What do you want more?

One of the victims?

I have no idea.

It is too broken?

Not at all.

If you need a second opinion,

ask Dr. Phillips.

If you'll excuse me,

I have patients to see.

Regardless, Abberline,

was the word.

"Dear Mr. Lusk,

"Here is half of a kidney

taken to a woman.

"The other half, I did fry

I ate. It was very good."

Signed:
"Catch Me

when you can."

This is a good article,

eh, Mr. Paulsen?

Why suddenly he writes

George Lusk?

Others were sent

your agency Paulsen.

Why send it to Lusk?

We'll have to ask him.

Is not it?

It should not be so bad.

He had put spices.

What are you going to do?

Show the doctor the queen

the good Sir William.

I'll wait.

Why?

You know how it is.

Gull will cut the

or pour acid on it.

You know:

"If it makes you not laugh ..."

"Should not you enlist."

Hello, George.

Remember me?

The royal stables.

John Netley.

This is the kidney of a woman

about 45 years,

an alcoholic

who suffered from nephritis.

Look, Theo.

I need to know

Catherine Eddowes was it.

Let's see the report.

A little tired, that's all.

Show me that.

The kidney was preserved

in alcohol.

As would a doctor?

Anyone can get alcohol.

Not just a doctor.

It has the unfortunate.

Are you sure?

The size of the renal artery?

7.5 cm, you know perfectly well.

He remained in the body 5 cm,

and here 2.5 cm lacking.

Surgery?

Why this insistence?

You can cut a kidney

without a doctorate,

in the butcher goes well!

Since you came seek advice,

my son is passionate about this case.

About the Press on doctors

have struck a chord.

- Nonsense.

- No, mild paranoia.

Nothing serious.

You remember John Netley?

You should not find us

a black sedan?

I have been very busy.

John spoke of doctors

it carries.

The elite I am above the fray.

He even led the royal family.

Large.

But not in my car.

The palace provides beauties.

- Tell him the prince.

- Albert V?

A rascal, Prince.

It's called Albert V.

V like Victor.

I should not have said that.

What kind of thug?

I know how to shut up when needed.

You will not have me.

You know what it is?

A vesicle.

I know

I'm a doctor at halftime.

Completely bonkers.

So, what did Sir William?

A cannibal in London!

Read Star

The Ripper eats a kidney!

I only stayed an hour,

but I do not think

Mansfield that hates women.

Even if it is not

we estimate much either.

His life is a long affair.

With anyone?

This is an adventure itself,

is Richard Mansfield.

What else?

You had something to tell me.

It is much more interesting.

Imagine it is

the grand-son of the queen.

And what is the grand-son

the queen?

A journalist told me

that Prince Albert Victor,

Duke of Clarence,

frequent a brothel.

Several, in fact.

Like all.

Yes, but he wears a disguise.

To top it all,

his favorite haunt would be ...

Whitechapel.

It is on your list?

Ben Bates, the Star.

This is great, right?

You do not peddled, I hope.

It can be dangerous.

As you can be boring.

It must come from the function.

Why do not you try

something exciting

as an explorer?

I beg your pardon.

I will return.

You are Sergeant Godley?

You hold in the right way?

I'll walk.

And gossip sometimes dangerous.

By the way, I sup with him

Caf Royal tonight.

Do not worry. We will be eight.

I'll be safe.

Close the door, George.

What was he?

Sit and listen.

Their heads!

When they saw the kidney ...

They did not know what to say

or what to think!

They were baffled.

I wish I had your vocabulary.

So, will you publish

the article on the prince?

The power of the press, my friend,

it is the threat it poses.

Even with the royal family.

They transpire.

Hello, Bates.

It starts in the sedition?

What do you, Sergeant?

- You speak.

- What?

Noise as you peddle.

Noises?

A member of the royal family

and Whitechapel.

I do not know what it is.

Write a word without proof

and the log will be entered,

or worse, throw you in jail.

It would give me great pleasure.

Forgiveness.

You talked about?

Only with my sergeant.

It intersects the facts.

The facts?

Not interested gossips.

It is the heir to the throne.

If sneezing is pneumonia.

If approach Whitechapel

is the Ripper.

The rumor is stronger

the facts.

And if it was not a rumor?

If it was true?

A prince brothel

it is a scandal.

The scandals do not last.

But if he was suspected of murder,

impacts could undermine

the foundations of the Empire.

What do you expect from me?

I have sworn to uphold the law

impartially.

While I am prefect

I will, whoever the killer.

Do we understand?

Yes, Mr. Reeve.

If Mary Nichols

was an aristocrat,

the Prime Minister would be there.

If Annie

or Cathy

were duchesses,

they would have sent the army!

But these are our women.

So they do not care, friends.

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