The House on Telegraph Hill Page #8

Margaret. I swear I will.

- It's too late.

You're going to die, Alan,

and that way, at least Chris will be safe.

No. It can't be!

Everything

I've w-worked for...

planned for-

Alan!

I don't know how long it was before I

realized that the doorbell was ringing.

Uh-huh.

And that was you, Mr. Bennett?

Yes, Inspector. It was after 10:00 when

I finally located Callahan in Washington.

He said he'd never had any word

from our office on the Albertson

matter and dealt only with Alan.

So I called the house

to have a showdown with Alan.

Kept getting a busy signal. The operator

said the phone was off the hook...

so I drove right over

and called the station.

By the time your men got here,

Alan was dead.

Well, I'm going to have to take

that governess downtown for questioning.

- Why? She didn't do anything.

- That's just it.

She deliberately didn't call the doctor.

She admits it. Harold,

where's that governess, Miss-

- Upstairs to put the boy to bed.

Kid couldn't hold his head up.

- Why did you let her take him?

She didn't put him to bed.

She took him away! She told me

she'd never let me have him!

Cover the back stairs

and the garage.

Chris!

Oh, Marc, you see?

He's not here.

He's all right.

He's fast asleep.

Yes, he's all right now.

He didn't want to go into his own room

alone, so I brought him in here with me.

He fell asleep almost at once.

I'm going to have to ask you

to come down to headquarters, miss.

- I'm ready.

- Margaret, I know you're not

to blame for what happened.

What do you think the charge

will be, Inspector?

That'll be up to

the district attorney.

Everything will be all right, Margaret.

I'll be your witness.

My conscience will be my witness,

Mrs. Spender.

- I'm sure the D.A.

will wanna talk to you too.

- We'll be available anytime.

- We'd better go.

- Go? But where?

I'm taking you to my mother's place

for the time being.

I don't want you to spend

another night in this house.

Yes, Marc.

- You don't have to apologize

to her anymore.

- Do you think she'd understand?

She'd approve. I know.

She might even approve of me.

Then all I can do is to thank her

for everything.

Let's go.

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