A Canterbury Tale Page #5

- Ye -

- You don't?

- No.

- Well, aren't you ashamed?

- Not a bit.

I see.

That stone interest you, miss?

It comes from the old road...

what some folks call the Pilgrims' Road.

Yes. From the bend.

Up there on the hill.

What do you know about our bend?

- I've seen it.

- When?

Three years ago.

Ah. Then it weren't our bend you saw.

It weren't uncobbled then.

No, but the bend was there all the same.

- Is it excavated now?

- Yeah. The whole bend.

- Who gave the money?

- Council.

I'm glad they changed their minds.

They didn't.

We changed our magistrate.

- For Mr. Colpeper.

- For Mr. Colpeper.

Here.

How do you know about our bend?

I spent the whole

of my holiday here once.

I don't call you to mind.

We camped outside the village

in a caravan.

Uh -There ain't been

no caravanners up by our bend...

for the past, uh, eight years.

- That's all you know.

- Ah. Except, uh -

You ain't a ge-geologist?

No. He was my fianc.

Girl, you can come up now.

Your room's ready.

Coming. Good night.

Good night.

If you're stopping tomorrow night I shall

have the Elizabeth Room free. She slept there.

- Who?

- Queen Elizabeth. There's an American in it now,

but he's going in the morning.

- Is his name Johnson?

- Are you the girl?

Yes. We washed it,

but it's still full of glue.

Revolting.

- Extraordinary thing to do, isn't it?

- Silly, I call it.

You'll have to wash your hair again,

several times.

- I'll send you up a kettle.

- Thank you.

This is your room.

Who is it?

It's me. Alison.

Is that you, Bob?

Gee, ma'am. I didn't know

you were stopping here too.

- Why didn't you tell me last night?

- Well, I didn't know myself. I didn't get that job.

- Sorry about the job.

- Oh, never mind about that. What I want -

Let's see now.

Since you didn't get the job...

that means you're

going in with me on the 8:57?

That's just what I wanted

to talk to you about.

Bob, would you mind very much

not catching the 8:57?

Would I mind?

I've got to meet a buddy in London.

- Well -

- And I want to get to Canterbury first.

- I promised Ma.

- Well, we can go in on the evening train together.

- And I've written to Peter Gibbs.

- What's he got to do with it?

"Dear Sergeant Gibbs, you'll have heard

by now that the Glue Man got away.

- But he didn't get far."

- Hmm? You mean they've got him?

- No.

- What kind of a quiz is this?

You met Mr. Colpeper, didn't you?

Yes. He got me this room.

And a swell room it is. What about him?

There's something about him

I don't like.

And he's got a Home Guard uniform.

Oh, don't laugh, Bob. What I want to do

is to snoop around in the village.

Peter can do that at the camp.

And I want you to help me, Bob.

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