The 39 Steps Page #2

- yes.

I need to speak to Sir Gerald urgently.

Has he arrived yet?

Just a minute, Sir.

Sir Gerald?

A call for you.

I had to get out of London quickly.

Perhaps the only way to prove

my innocence was to prove Scudder right.

Track down the German spy ring he

claimed was operating out of Scotland.

I'd try to contact

Kell again from there.

The 9.30 Caledonian Express

to Inverness'

is departing on Platform 9.

You can't do that, Sir.

Morning.

What was it Scudder discovered

that cost him his life?

He'd written his notes

in code using Roman numerals,

suggesting the material

was highly sensitive.

I had to find

the key word to decipher.

My list became more

and more desperate.

Nothing unlocked the puzzle.

The assassination of a royal figure,

just as Scudder had predicted.

For those who wish to see war,

this man's death could light the tinder.

May I possibly have a quick

look at the cricket scores?

No!

I beg your pardon.

I'm...

quite a cricket fan myself.

I thought I might

read them out aloud.

Hambledon 100 for 3.

Westerley...

Chipping Sodbury 88 for 6.

Puddington Reserves all out for 14.

Charlton Wallop 32 for 6...

Mear over Swinton...

This train is going nowhere

until we've searched every compartment!

Excuse me for saying, sir...

but you look awfully familiar.

Have we met?

I think I'd remember.

Excuse me, sir,

I'm looking for this man here.

My name's Wesley.

And the drunken

reprobate sitting with me

is called Arthur.

Should you talk about

your companion like that?

I'm thinking of leaving him

and going solo.

I was the talk of London, you know.

Now I'm reduced to

travelling third class.

One never knows

who one's going to meet.

Maybe... even

...a murderer.

Listen,

if you're serious

about a solo career,

maybe I could be

of financial assistance.

On one condition...

you and your partner help me out.

- Have you seen this man?

- I have. He left just a minute ago.

- If you're playing me for a fool...

- The gentleman's quite correct, officer.

He headed towards

the front of the train.

The front of the train, lads.

I made it as far as Scotland.

But if the police captured me

before I located the German spy ring,

I was going to swing

for a murder I didn't commit.

I needed evidence.

Until I was able

to contact Captain Kell,

my only hope

was to crack Scudder's code.

I've heard whispers of a plot

to assassinate a high

ranking European royal figure.

I had it!

The F for Franz represented A,

the R the E and so on.

F was A,

the sixth letter of the alphabet,

so A was represented

by the Roman numeral 6.

R was E, so represented

by the Roman numeral 18.

According to Scudder's notes,

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