Charlie Chan in London Page #4

I think most of the people

who testified at the trial are here.

There's Mr. Richmond.

Oh, Phillips,

take Mr. Chan into the study.

Very well, madam.

This way, please.

Thank you so much.

- Hey, there!

- Oh, hello.

- I say, what about a little drink?

- No, thanks, Bunny.

- Well, what about committing

a slight spot of "hoppery"?

- Sorry, Bunny, she's dancing with me.

- What, again?

Oh, Bunny,

please be quiet.

Can't we sit this one out?

I want to talk to you.

I thought you wanted

to dance.

I just wanted to be

with you, that's all.

I wish you wouldn't

go on like this, Jerry.

- I can't help myself. You're so-

- Please, Jerry.

- What's the matter, dear?

- I'll explain later.

We've gotta get everyone here who gave

evidence at Gray's trial into the study.

Will you get rid of the rest? Make any excuse

to get rid of them while I collect the others.

Yes, dear.

And now you all know

who Mr. Chan is and why he's here.

And I feel certain that you'll all

give him every possible assistance.

Thank you so much.

If you will

all sit, please.

Now, please, uh-

If Mr. Gray not guilty...

then some other person

is murderer.

Only method

to save Mr. Gray...

is to find

this other quick...

in 57 hours.

Now, please...

tell briefly events

of sad night.

Well, after dinner Gray came

in here and Hamilton followed.

Please excuse.

They both live in this house?

No, Paul Gray was my hunt secretary

and stayed here during the hunting season...

but Captain Hamilton

was just down for the weekend.

Captain Hamilton

was soldier?

No, air force. But he and Gray

had never got on very well together.

- They were always-

- Excuse, please.

Ancient history

not necessary.

I'm sorry. On the night

of the murder...

Hamilton followed Gray

into this room.

There was no one else here,

but they were heard quarreling violently.

- Who heard?

- Mr. Fothergill...

Major Jardine

and Mr. Garton.

That's right. Devil of a row.

Hamilton shouting.

Gray shouting.

Sounded like a politic-

a polit-

a political demonstration.

Bunny,

please sit down!

Thank you so much.

- Other witness, please.

- Yes.

They were quarreling,

all right.

I heard them from the hall.

It was about that chorus girl.

- Excuse, please. Only events.

- Sorry.

And third witness?

Where's Garton?

He wasn't anywhere about.

I sent Phillips to look for him.

Where could he have gone?

Do you want to wait?

No. Time is enemy here.

I think Mr. Jardine...

can tell events

that took place after quarrel.

Well, I, um-

I thought I'd better stop the row

before any of the women heard.

I was just outside the door.

- Fothergill was behind me.

- That's right.

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