Street of Chance Page #2
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I mean people and things.
The way they were before you went away.
Did you?
-Not a bit.
That's good.
I'm sure you'll be able to recall
what happened in that other time.
I hope you're right.
It's so lovely out.
How would you like to take
Or maybe go to a picture, huh?
No.
No, I...
I don't want to go anywhere tonight.
All right.
Frank!
Hello.
Yes.
Just a moment, please.
It's your office.
Hello.
Oh, yes, Miss Peabody.
I was working a little
late tonight, Mr. Thompson,
and a call came through for you.
Someone wanted your telephone number.
Who was it?
He didn't give any name.
No name at all?
No, he just said that he was
a very old friend of yours.
He saw you coming out of the building
tonight but lost you in the crowd.
So he came back
and made inquiries and...
You didn't give him my number, did you?
Well, yes, I did give him the number.
I hope you don't mind.
No, not at all.
Don't give it another thought.
Good night.
Frank, there is something
you're keeping from me.
No, darling.
It's only that I can't remember.
I can't remember.
I'll go around the back
and watch the fire escapes.
Virginia, wake up.
Now, don't be frightened.
We've got to get out of here now.
No light. They might see us.
There's no time to talk. There's not
even time to get dressed.
Just get in your shoes and hurry.
I'll get your coat.
Where's your handbag?
In the top drawer.
Frank, what is that?
No time now.
The fire escape.
You all right? Let's go.
It's locked.
Next building. Come on!
Frank, you've got to tell me.
What's this all about?
Keep going. We're not out of this yet.
Make a break for the corner.
Sorry, darling, but I'm all in.
Just hold on.
Get in.
I want you to go to your mother's and
stay there till you hear from me.
I'll know you're safe.
And don't try to get in touch with me
in any way.
I don't know who they are
or why they're after me.
I only know that I've got to keep you
out of this.
Please, Frank, I'm not afraid.
Let me see it through with you.
No, when a man falls in quicksand,
he doesn't reach up and pull
those he loves down with him.
Goodbye for now.
I've got to find out what this is
before I dare come into your life again.
If you love me,
you'll do what I ask you.
I won't have a moment's rest
until I see you again.
Until I hear you say that
everything is all right.
Please God, that won't be long.
Where to, folks?
Around the park for two bucks.
The lady will tell you where
she wants to go.
OK.
Goodbye for a little.
-Goodbye, darling.
Here we are.
Tillary Street.
Somewhere down here is the answer.
Someplace there's somebody
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