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- Yes, but perhaps you are right. It

wouldn't suit you.

I bet it would.

- Shall I really try it on?

- Yes, will you?

- All right.

- Good.

- Think this will be big enough for me.

- What?

- I said, do you think this will be big

enough for me.

- Yes, I think so.

- Go on, play something.

- Wait a minute, how does that thing go?

I know.

And that's a song about you my dear.

You haven't said how you like it.

Marvellous.

- I can't do it up.

- Where is this trouble?

- I can't do it all up.

- Never mind.

- How do I look?

- Wait a minute, it isn't quite right.

Put your hands there.

- I best be going.

- I see.

I've got it.

- Please give it to me.

- All right, come on out.

There it is.

Don't be silly Alice. Don't be silly.

No, no, let me go! Let me go!

No, no...

- Who did you say it was?

- Mr. Crull.

All right. Don't you worry. I'll send round

right away. What number did you say?

Seven or... eleven?

- Number 31.

- 31?

- What?

- 31?

- No, no, 31.

- 31.

- Ah good. Just take a look around, will you?

- Right you are sir.

Alice, wake up. Or you won't be

able to sleep all night.

If you please. There's been a

murder last night, round the corner.

They tell me the police are round

there now.

- Good-morning. Heard about the murder?

- Yes, I've heard.

- Do you remember Frank's telephone

number dear?

No, but here, you'll find it in the

book.

What's wrong Alice? You don't look

very chipper this morning.

- You look a little bit peeky, I must say.

- Dad, Alice, breakfast.

I got a fright in the paper, from what

happened last night.

Mind you, it could be all together

the police's fault.

Finally, they have to wink at something. It's one

thing to have a word with one, but quite another

to stick a knife into a gentleman.

I must say I feel the same about that too.

A good, clean, honest whacker to be

hit with a brick is one thing...

...something British about that. But

a knife. No, a knife is not right.

One should never use a knife.

Now, mind you a knife is a difficult

thing to handle.

A knife... a knife... a knife.

Alice, cut a bit of bread will you?

KNIFE!

Dear, you ought to be more careful.

You might have cut somebody with that.

Customer...

- No news of the murder yet?

- No, not yet.

Thank you. Good-morning.

Well, I must be going. I can't stand

here gossiping all day like some people.

Chatter, chatter, chatter... give

them a chance to go on about other

people's business, and they'll take it.

What's the matter Alice? Have

another row with Frank?

Another customer Alice.

- Good morning Alice.

- Dear, it's Frank. Hello Frank.

- I say, have you heard about our murder?

- Yes, they put me on it.

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