The Lady Vanishes Page #5

you fascinate me?

l'll tell you. You have the great

qualities l used to admire in my father.

You've no manners at all, and

you're always seeing things.

-What's the matter?

-Look!

-lt's gone!

-What's gone?

Miss Froy's name

on the window.

You must have seen it.

She's on the train.

Steady! Steady!

We've got to find her. Something's

happening to her. Stop the train.

Listen everybody. There's a

woman on the train, Miss Froy...

you must have seen her.

They hide her somewhere.

l appeal to you

all to stop the train.

Please help me.

Please stop the train.

Do you hear me?

Do something before it's too late!

l know you think l'm crazy, but l'm

not. For heaven's sake, stop this train.

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

Ten minutes late

thanks to that girl.

Any more tricks and we shall be

late for the last day of the match.

-You couldn't put it to her in some way.

-What?

-People just don't vanish and so forth.

-But she has.

What?

Vanished.

-Who?

-The old dame.

-Yes.

-Well?

-But how could she?

-What?

-Vanish.

-l don't know.

That just explains my point. People

just don't disappear into thin air.

-lt's done in lndia.

-What?

The rope trick.

Oh that. lt never comes

out in a photograph.

ln half an hour we stop at Morsken,

just before the border.

l will leave there with my

patient for the National Hospital.

lf you will come with me, you could

stay overnight in a private ward.

-You need peace and rest.

-Sorry, nothing doing.

-lsn't there anything we can do?

-Yes, find Miss Froy.

lf she does not rest

l will not answer for her.

lt will be best if you persuade her.

She likes you.

l'm as popular as a dose

of strychnine.

lf coated with sugar,

she may swallow it.

Cosmopolitan train.

People of all nations.

l've just seen at least a million

Mexicans in the corridor.

Think over what

Doctor Hertz said.

lf you feel like changing

your mind, l'll be around.

-What's all the mystery?

-You're right.

Miss Froy is on the this train.

l've just seen that packet of tea.

They chucked it out

with the rubbish.

-You're late. She may be dead now.

-Dead or alive...

Anyway, l remember once spending

a bank holiday at Brighton...

Let's search this train. There's

something definitely queer in the air.

lt's a supply service

for trunk murderers.

What's this?

-lt's all right, lt's only us.

-Hurry up. Quickly.

Maybe it's Miss Froy

bewitched.

l refused to be discouraged.

Faint heart never found old lady.

-Do you know anything about her?

-No.

Only that she is a governess

going home.

-What is this thing?

-Can't imagine.

There might be

something down here.

-What on earth!

-Our ltalian friend.

l've got it. There.

The Great Doppo.

-His visiting card. Look!

-What's it say?

The Great Doppo. Magician,

illusionist, mind reader...

he will appear in all the towns and

cities. See his fascinating act...

-The Vanishing Lady.

-The Vanishing Lady.

-Perhaps that's the explanation.

-What?

-Maybe he's practising on Miss Froy.

-Perhaps it's a publicity stunt.

No. That wouldn't account for

the Baroness or Madame Kummer.

-What's your theory?

-l don't know. My theory?

l'll tell you.

Oh dear.

l can't get this one.

-Where are you?

-Here with a smell of camphor balls.

-l can't see you.

-l'm about somewhere.

-Here l am. Where are you?

-l don't know.

That's what comes of not saying

Abracadabra.

-Are you hurt?

-Not much.

-Come and sit down over here.

-What is this thing?

ln magic circles, we cal

it the disappearing cabinet.

-You get inside and vanish.

-So l noticed.

-You were about to tell me your theory.

-My theory.

My theory, dear Watson, is that we

are in very deep waters indeed.

Thank you. Let us marshal our facts

over a pipeful of Baker Street shag.

A little old lady disappears. Everyone

that saw her says she wasn't there.

Right?

But she was. Therefor, they did see

her. Therefor, they are lying. Why?

-l don't know. l'm just Watson.

-Don't bury yourself it the part.

Because they

daren't face an enquiry...

because Miss Froy's probably

still somewhere on the train.

-l told you that hours ago.

-So you did.

For that you shall have

a trichonoply cigar.

There's only one thing left to

do. Search the train in disguise.

As what?

-Old English gentleman.

-They'd see through you.

Perhaps you're right.

Will Hay. ''No, boys, which one of

you has stolen Miss Froy? Own up.''

-Those glasses. Give them to me.

-Why?

-They're Miss Froy's.

-Are you sure?

They're the same. Gold rimmed.

Where did you find them?

-On the floor. The glass is broken.

-Probably in the struggle.

Pick up the glass.

Do you realise that this is our first

piece of really tangible proof?

That's the lot.

Will you give me those spectacles.

They belong to me. My spectacles.

Yours? Are you sure?

Naughty. That's a very large nose

for a very small pair of spectacles.

ls that the game?

We'll see about that.

These are Miss Froy's glasses.

She's been in here and you know it.

Well don't stand hoping about like

a referee, co-operate. Kick him.

That doesn't help.

Quick, pull his ears back.

Give them a twist.

He's got a knife!

Get hold of it before

he cuts a slice off me.

l can't reach it.

Well done.

We know how that thing works.

Come out of there.

ls he out, do you think?

We've got to hide somewhere.

-l wonder what's in here?

-Hurry up!

lt's empty.

Bring him along.

-What's the matter?

-Garlic. l'll be all right in a minute.

-Here, hold on to this.

-Yes.

We know that Miss Froy

was on this train...

and that our friend

had something to do with it.

That ought to keep him.

Hard work, but worth it.

Let's have the evidence.

-Evidence?

-Yes, the glasses.

You've got them.

No, l haven't got them.

He's got them.

He isn't there.

Snookered.

lt's a false bottom.

-The twister! He's a contortionist.

-He's gone all right.

To find the others

and make more trouble.

We can't fight the whole train.

-But who can we trust?

-That's the snag.

-There's the Doctor Hartz person.

-Yes, you're right. He might help.

-Let's tell him the symptoms.

-All right. Wait a minute.

This is the one.

He's not there.

-l've had a particularly idiotic idea.

-l can't believe that.

Suppose that patient in there

is Miss Froy.

But it didn't come on the train until

after Miss Froy had disappeared.

That's why it's an idiotic idea.

Let's find the doctor.

-No, wait a minute.

-What is it?

-Notice anything wrong with that nun?

-No.

l don't think she's a nun at all.

They don't wear high heels.

You're right. Did you see Mme

Kummer get on the train?

No.

Supposing they decoyed Miss Froy

into the luggage van and hid her.

At the first stop the patient comes

abroad. Head injury, all wrapped up.

The patient is Madame Kummer

and she becomes Miss Froy...

and Miss Froy becomes that.

But why go to all this trouble to

kidnap a little harmless governess?

lt isn't a governess at all.

Perhaps it's some political thing.

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