Sapphire Page #2

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You never know which way it!s gonna go.

Since Sapphire came to London,

she learned to pass for white.

Did David Harris know

that your sister was colored?

I don!t know.

I knew little of Sapphire!s life up here.

She seemed happy. I didn!t pry further.

My sister was 21 , you know.

Why did you let her come to London?

She wanted to come.

I didn!t see why she shouldn!t have

the same chance as any other youngster.

I!m a bachelor.

I could afford to stake her.

Did she every talk about anyone else

besides young Harris?

I can!t remember.

I hardly listened,

Sapphire chattered so much.

It!s unbelievable.

I can see her now...

sitting on the table

in my consulting room...

swinging her legs, laughing...

twittering like a bird.

Patients waiting, but on she went.

I could have slapped her sometimes.

Who would do such a thing?

Who would do it?

- I!d like to see my sister.

- I!ll take you.

No, I!d rather go alone.

- The New End Hospital, Hampstead.

- Thank you.

- Bob, that girl who -

- Oh, this is Dr. Robbins.

Detective Inspector Learoyd.

How do you do?

Hello.

You can get me at the Dorset Hotel.

They take us there.

Thank you.

So, that!s the brother.

Yes.

I think I was right.

Hate killed Sapphire.

I think she died

because she was colored.

She was also pregnant.

Three months. The autopsy!s just in.

Young Harris, of course.

Oh, I don!t know.

We can!t be sure now, can we?

I mean, uh, might be anybody.

[ Vehicles Passing ]

Dad, I!ve been trailing everywhere after you.

What!s the matter?

The girl on Hampstead Heath -

it was Sapphire.

- Sapphire?

- Yes, David!s had to go and identify her.

David?

- I!m so frightened, Dad.

- Don!t worry, girl. Where!s David now?

He!s gone home.

You didn!t tell us

you were the father of Sapphire!s child.

You didn!t ask me.

Were you on the other side of that?

No.

[ Children Chattering. Laughing ]

It!s the police, Ted.

They!re in there with Davy now.

Don!t worry, dear.

It!s only routine.

- Where do you think you!re going to?

- Up to my room, Dad.

I told him he could,

and I want him to.

Show him, Milly?

- I!m Davy!s father.

- Uh, Superintendent Hazard.

- What!s been said?

- They know about the baby, Dad.

Well, what of it? We knew.

She came here to tell us on Saturday,

just after lunch.

My boy was going to marry her.

I gave her my word he would.

They want to know what time

I got in on Saturday night, Dad.

About 1 1 :
00.

Did you talk to anyone in Cambridge,

anyone who might remember you?

- Where did you eat?

- I took sandwiches.

He always does.

We can!t afford meals in cafes, you know.

Finished, Inspector?

Yes. Uh, thank you, Mrs. Farr.

He went through David!s room

with a magnifying glass.

I don!t care if they take the boards up.

Davy!s got nothing to hide.

Do you think they!ll be gone

by the time the twins get back?

They!ll hear it at school, Milly.

You can!t keep it from them.

You!ve got to make up your mind to that.

Excuse me. Superintendent Hazard

would like to see you for a moment, Mrs. Farr.

Uh, Mrs. Farr, what time did you

finish work at the dairy on Saturday?

- About half &:
00.

- A little late, surely.

My assistant was away all last week.

I had the tidying up to do.

I see. Did you come straight home?

- This is your home?

- For the moment.

My husband!s away at sea.

- Who was in the house when you got here?

- Nobody.

I was at the club.

My wife was at her sister!s with the twins.

- Twins?

- My children.

Oh. Uh, the girl, Sapphire,

had gone when you got in?

Yes. She wasn!t here.

How did she seem

when you saw her earlier in the day?

Same as usual - full of life.

Did you know that she was colored?

- We knew.

- How long?

We knew. That!s enough, isn!t it?

I see.

I understand you!ve just won

a scholarship that takes you abroad.

Of course, you won!t leave

till all this is settled, will you?

- Don!t worry. He!ll be staying here.

- All right, Dad. I can answer for myself.

-[ Front Door Closes ]

- Is that all, Superintendent?

There are the children.

I must get their tea.

Why, of course, Mrs. Farr.

Superintendent?

Hadn!t you better advertise for the fellow

that drove Davy back from Cambridge?

I don!t want any slime

sticking to my son, you know.

We have that in hand, Mr. Harris.

You say this man

dropped you at the post office.

Did anyone see you

at that time of night on Saturday?

I don!t know.

Yes. Yes,jack Ferris.

He saw me, Dad.

The local constable.

You wouldn!t call him a liar, I suppose.

Ifjohnny Turnbull trod on your feet,

he didn!t mean to.

- Little boys are clumsy dancers.

- It wasn!t your feet he trod on.

Oh, Mummy, he!s always stumbling.

I hate dancing classes.

Last week, you loved them.

Hello. Good day, Mrs. Farr.

Good day.

Thank you.

- There!s angel cake for tea.

- Ooh, good!

- They knew she was colored then.

- Yes. But the point is when.

And that!s a very important point.

- Find anything upstairs?

- No, nothing.

- All his clothes were clean and put away.

- Hmm.

Pretty rocky alibi of young Harris!s.

- Familiar motive too.

- It!s all too pat for my liking.

You know, if he!d married that girl, he probably

couldn!t have taken up that scholarship.

- It wouldn!t carry a grant for a wife.

- Hmm.

Are we gonna have a word with this local

constable -What!s his name, Ferris?

Yes, right away.

Yes, sir. I did see young Harris

walking home on Saturday night.

- What time was that?

- Oh, as near 1 1 :00 as makes no difference.

- And he was coming from the post office?

- From that direction, sir.

- What sort of people are the Harrises?

- Oh, very respectable, sir.

Cut above the average.

Mrs. Harris was a schoolteacher.

How long have they known

the girl was colored?

- What?

- Yes, she was, you know.

Ooh, I shouldn!t have thought

they knew that at all, sir.

- He!s very bigoted, Ted Harris.

- And very ambitious for his son.

Oh, very.

Ted Harris has scrimped himself

to do for Davy.

Mind you, the boy!s repaid it all

with that scholarship he!s won.

- And the daughter?

- Oh, Milly!s her father all over again.

Dancing classes for the twins. Elocution.

Must have that bit extra.

- Her husband!s a sailor?

- Merchant navy.

Bit of a laddo, Sid Farr.

Doesn!t seem to get much leave,

or doesn!t want it.

Can you find out if Harris

used his van on Saturday night?

I!ll do my best, sir.

He only saw him coming

from the direction of the post office.

That!s no alibi, you know.

Well, the boy looks truthful to me.

What!s the track width of Harris!s van,

would you say?

Oh, I don!t know.

Four foot, 4 foot &.

Hmm. I think I!ll go back to the Heath

and take a look around.

- Four foot & inches, sir.

- Yes.

Yes. it's more than possible.

Sir.

You shouldn!t have come.

I wanted to see where my sister died.

Not here.

- No?

- No.

She was brought here somehow and... left.

- There is no roadway for a car.

- Oh, I don!t know.

A small one could have just made it,

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