Neues vom Hexer Page #3

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- Your visits became less.

You don't show enough sympathy.

Lady Curtain misses your advice.

In what matter? Would you like a drink?

- No, thanks!

My husband's killer is still not caught.

- Scotland Yard suspects Archie Moore.

he is untraceable.

Can you explain that?

Can you?

He has friends who hide him.

Probably.

Visit me again.

- I will, Mylady.

You don't need to show me the way.

You love these animals.

You have to feed them.

How much longer with Archie, Doctor?

Less than 12 hours.

It's weird.

For every singel model,

I see another colour.

When I see you, I see red.

Hey! Red means love.

No. Red means blood!

Crime. I assiociate with every colour

a certain idea.

I was, and that's long ago...

- Please keep sitting.

Of course, yes. I was, and that's long ago,

just a common pickpocket!

Therefore, to see me in red, is unfair.

What's about blue or green?

I don't know about green.

- Another try, huh?

It's open.

Good day, Miss Fielding.

- Hello. Get comfy, please.

Oh, what are doing here, Finch?

Do you realize who that is?

You just said it: Mr. Finch.

Recommended by Mr. Milton.

He asked for a portrait. And he'll get it.

In red. So, enough for today.

When do you want to mark time again?

- Could you rephrase that?

I dislike "mark time".

- Well, when does suit you?

I'd like to say:
Tomorrow.

Inspector, do you like the picture?

Flattering.

- My first portrait!

So far there are only photos of me.

- I know the photos. Not pleasing.

because your photograph are dilettantes!

Good Bye.

Why did you go to Scotland Yard?

What did you intend?

Isn't that normal?

Murder in the family!

Did you get Archie Moore? Wasn't it him?

- Don't know. We didn't get him.

I know my cousin Archie.

He never did anything by free will.

And that is why

you should ask yourself:

What's behind that. Or who.

Do you have a theory? - No.

Why not?

- May I ask something, too?

You are the niece of Lord Curtain.

You live in this relatively...

cheap neighbourhood. How come?

- My uncle, Inspector,

was one of England's richest men.

And alike most rich men...

he had a bad habit:

He paid, but you had to obey.

I didn't want to obey,

so he didn't want to pay.

You hated him, huh?

- He was a pain. He was mean,

arrogant and treacherous. - The obituary

in the "Times" sounds more benevolent.

Yes, but untrue. Do you have time?

- Yes, why, of course?

I just want to change clothes.

I have been thinking about a motif

and did find one. - And what motif?

his wealth, of course.

Poor relatives are the worst people.

The murders will go on, Inspector.

Lady Curtain is next, I guess.

Oh...

What are you doing here?

- There is mold on the wall.

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