A Man Betrayed Page #2

Incidentally you really helped

me out with that sewage story.

The switch in contracts came a

little bit late but

I always like to see the right

man get the job and keep it.

How's your wife?

Okay and my son's alright too.

Oh that's fine.

He must be old enough

to play basketball now.

Next year.

Too bad about that basketball

player from Spring Valley

committing suicide tonight.

Suicide?

- Hadn't you heard?

- No.

Well it's a good thing

I tipped you off.

I always like to take

care of the Globe.

The publisher's a pal of mine.

Yes before I came to town

for the first time.

Lost all his money gambling.

Was afraid to go back home.

Too bad but

you know how those things happen.

I don't but our publisher does.

I hear you've become quite a gardener.

I wouldn't take it too seriously.

It might interfere with your job.

Good night, Bob.

Remember me to your wife.

Someday I'm going to print the truth.

And then I'll have nothing to do

but grow the biggest asters in Newburgh.

Who are you gonna call?

Ripley.

A murdered boy just committed suicide.

Excuse me.

Smelling new-mown hay?

I hate to trouble you, ma'am but uh...

this is the first time

I've been in this city and...

I'd never guess.

In fact that was just going to ask you

the way to the aquarium.

Oh.

I know a girl like you back home.

But she doesn't get by there not much.

Well now that we're so friendly, just

where is our home sweet home?

Spring Valley.

Let's see. There's Temple City.

We're about 10 miles north.

There it is.

There. That's a fly speck.

It isn't a very a big town, ma'am.

Matter of fact,

we haven't got a rail road.

See when our canning factory burned...

No railroad.

That's all very interesting.

But I'm here to give information.

Not take it.

Well that's what I was trying to

get around to, ma'am.

Where can I find the Tri-State insurance

company?

So you're one of those boys that knocks

the door down seven in the morning to

collect a dime a week.

Nope, I'm an attorney.

Or just plain lawyer, ma'am.

Could you please stop

calling me "ma'am"?

It's Miss.

Oh I'm very sorry.

I'm not much good at telling

a woman's age by her face.

Ma'am.

Entertainment as you like it.

As long as you like it.

But I'd told you our company pays

on death from natural causes

accidents and murder

but not on suicide.

And I told you, mister

Wilson, that it's not suicide.

I read what the papers had to say but

Johnny wouldn't kill himself.

They just won the game.

He just won his letter.

Look, don't you see?

He'd saved his money

to buy the Jones farm.

He and Effie were gonna get married

right after graduation.

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