Conspirator Page #3

I was able to get what he wanted.

This is a coded summary of last week's

General Staff conversation on the matter.

The party doesn't leave a man

much time for his private life.

Private life, Major?

Is that so absurd?

You know it is, Major.

Excellent.

Congratulations again.

Why hello, Hugh.

Hello.

We heard the bell and

thought it was Michael.

Well, I'm not.

Be a dear.

I just came by on the chance that ..

Well, I thought I'd take

you and Melinda out.

I mean you and Miss Greyton.

Call her Melinda.

She wouldn't hear you anyway.

Oh, I expect he's taking her out then?

He certainly is.

She's been dressing

for two hours for him.

Well, one thing about me.

I know when I'm licked.

He is terribly attractive.

Do you like him, Joyce?

I think it might be

difficult to like him.

But it would be very easy

to fall in love with him.

And that's what she's doing.?

With all her might.

I'm here, Michael. I'm here.

Oh.

Hugh.

I thought it was Michael.

I'm sorry, Melinda.

Broaders.

Sir .. I thought you

were going out today.

I had planned to.

But I don't think I shall.

The queue was too long at the cinema,

but never mind. Saved my money.

Has a Miss Greyton called?

No calls at all, sir.

Look here, Broaders. I'm going

out of town for the weekend.

It will do me good to spend a few

days with my aunt Jessica in Wales.

Feeling ..?

Feeling alright, sir?

What?

Yes, yes. Of course.

Thank you, Broaders.

I'm glad of that.

I'll go and pack your bag.

No, I'll do that.

Step around the corner and

send this telegram for me.

Have it delivered by special messenger.

Can you read it?

"Miss Melinda Greyton."

"28 Eggart Square."

"Leaving town unexpectedly."

"Sorry about tonight."

"Hope you will forgive me. Michael."

But you can telephone

quicker sir, and cheaper.

I know Broaders, but I'd rather not.

I'd rather not.

I had no idea it was so late.

Maybe something has happened?

Maybe I should call Michael up?

I'll call him if you like.

Of course, the clock could be wrong.

What clock is wrong?

If you mean that clock, it hasn't

lost a minute for five years.

I wind it myself. Hello Hugh, my boy.

Good evening.

What are you doing here?

I just ..

Well, if you've got nothing to do,

what about a nice little game of chess?

Tell you what Joyce, be a good girl

and get the board ready for us will you.

Hello little girl, I thought

young watch-you-call-him ..

Young Curragh was going to take

you out. What's happened to him?

Well he ..

He's a nice fellow. I like him.

A bit conservative I suppose but ..

I can't help liking him.

Why isn't he here?

I don't know.

Well don't you worry, he'll be along.

A reliable sort of chap.

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