The Clouded Yellow Page #6

for an hour or two, Nora.

We're expecting a visitor

this afternoon... a lady.

We want a private talk at 3 o'clock.

You understand?

-I do.

It'll still cost you a fiver.

What's the matter... is this stuff

getting more expensive?

I'd like the room ready

in an hour, Nora.

Alright... but watch yourself...

I don't want any trouble.

Nor do we.

What do you feel like?

"Hau yen chau fan bo lau gai"?

"Yung chau dan".

What time does Red Fox run?

Midnight.

And the jockey?

Francesco.

What about passports?

Another 25 nicker.

Foxes are up today.

So are butterflies.

Thank you.

Listen... go on North Atlantic Dock...

Bay 'D'...

Shed opposite a big crane...

Packing case marked with letter 'K'...

Red chalk.

Side opens easy.

Room for 2!

Ship closely watched...

...but captain willing.

Got it?

What was he shouting?

"Scram, Charlie... it's the cops".

Master Fox!

That means you've got to have

your hair cut off.

Waiter...

"Hau yen chau fan bo lau gai"?

This way...

Where are we going?

To have our photographs taken.

Put my coat on.

What about this hair?

She can cut it later.

For the photograph

I will retouch it.

Alright?

Look straight in the camera.

No smiles... serious please.

Oh, there you are!

Upstairs, first door on the right.

And if you hear me buzz,

it'll mean the boys are back again...

So down the fire escape, quick!

The both of you.

Sophie... my pullover and your slacks...

I'm going out to get you a jacket.

And while I'm away...

cut some of that hair off.

Do I have to?

Yes, Master Fox... you do.

If the police do come and you have to

go down the fire escape...

You know where to go, don't you?

North Atlantic Dock...Bay 'D'...

packing case with red 'K'.

Room for 2.

Good!

Bye, Sophie...I won't be long.

I'll take this.

Nora...

-Yes?

I'm just going out

for a few minutes...

But I'll be back before 3.

You might send some tea up

to the girl, will you?

I will, to be sure.

3rd degree!

It'll be 4th degree if you don't talk.

Now then... what name?

Come on... what name?

Mr and Master Fox.

Master Fox?

The old girl thought you might like

a cup of tea.

I'll put it down here, shall I?

Good morning Mr Crofts.

How's tricks?

So-so.

Have you got those clothes for me?

I wasn't quite sure of the size.

To fit a boy.

A slim boy.

One of these?

Too big.

Hello, chum!

Doing a spot of shopping

for Master Fox?

Well... shall we push off?

Yes... if you wish.

I shan't ask you where she is.

No... of course not...

Would be a waste of time,

wouldn't it?

Anyway, it's you I'm after.

If the Department did things properly Willy...

you'd have reserved seats for us.

I know old boy...

But then we couldn't absolutely

depend on a chap like you to fill them.

You underestimate yourself.

Oh...I'm a realist.

You ought to have gone

at the station!

Madame... excuse me... let me help you...

Let me take the little fellow...

You come with me...

Let me through, Madam!

-Get your hands off me!

By now, your son has probably

been kidnapped.

Yeah?

Nicholas...

Now, we mustn't make a sound child...

We must be very quiet.

Shh... must be quiet.

Nicholas!

Don't scream, or I'll have to stop you...

and I don't want to do it that way.

You see...I'm very fond of you.

Where's Jess?

She's waiting for me...

she won't be here.

This is something that I have to do.

It was you who killed my mother.

I remember now.

I saw you.

And then Jess came.

That day in the garden.

YOU killed my mother!

Only because she interfered...

I didn't want to kill HER.

It was HIM!

Jess liked him.

He had to go.

Just as Hick had to go.

I warned Jess,

but she wouldn't take any notice.

I'm the only one she protects.

As long as I have Jess, I'm safe.

I'm sorry, child!

It's locked!

We shan't be disturbed.

Willy!

-Get in!

'Little Boy Blue' here's getting impatient.

If this is another game of yours...

...I don't think the Department'll be able to help.

Hurry him up, Willy.

Inspector!..Bay 'D'.

Hey!..She's up there!

There she is... let's get her!

No, wait!..

There's your man!

Come on... quick!

Right!

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