The House That Dripped Blood Page #5

Another disaster?

Of a sort.

But not like the others.

Not like the others at all.

It's that house, there's

something about it.

What?

I don't know, sir.

I see.

Well.

I think it's about time I paid a call

on the gentleman who's responsible

for renting that house.

What's his name, Stoker?

I tried to warn them.

Warn them of what?

The house.

But what about it?

Haven't you guessed its secret yet?

What secret?

What sort of a place do

you live in, inspector?

Well, a plain ordinary flat.

Quite comfortable.

A bit on the cold side perhaps?

What do you mean?

Never mind.

Well, shall we get down to facts?

I'm here regarding a disappearance.

Now I'd like to know

who lived in that house

before Paul Henderson moved in.

The tenant just prior to him

was a gentleman called Reid.

John Reid.

Quiet man.

And although I didn't

realize it at the time,

a dangerous one.

Dangerous?

To himself.

Jane?

Come along.

Well, Mr. Reid, you see

I haven't exaggerated.

You and your daughter

would have no difficulties

keeping it up.

No, I suppose not.

May I see the rest of it, please?

Yes, of course.

Let me show you the study.

I think you're gonna like this.

Lots of room.

With a bit of re-arranging,

make a play room for your daughter.

What a very lovely child she is.

Yes, Jane?

A bit cold in here, isn't it?

Oh, no problem.

This would make a nice play room.

Yes.

What frightened her, sir?

It was fire.

She's a little nervous of fire.

I see.

Well, it's a standard lease,

seems perfectly in order.

Just needs your signature.

Good.

There's just one other thing

I'd like you to do for

me Mark, if you would.

Yes?

My business brings me up to London

quite a bit as you know.

I need somebody to look after my daughter,

preferably someone who

will teach her as well.

You're still against sending

her to boarding school?

You know my views on that subject.

Yes, I do.

Well, you sign, there and there.

I'd hoped you might

have changed your mind.

No.

Well, I shall have to

get someone very soon.

Mr. Reid?

Yes.

I'm Anne Norton.

Come in.

I've been expecting you since noon.

Ah, yes, I'm sorry.

I'm afraid I got a bit

confused by the directions.

Anyway, I took a wrong turn.

Yes.

Please sit down.

Now, Miss Norton.

Mrs. Norton.

I'm a widow.

When you telephoned yesterday,

you said that you'd been a school teacher.

Before I was married.

Do you still

think that you are capable

of handling the education of a child?

In the classes I taught,

I had more than 40 children.

None of them was like Jane, Mrs. Norton.

Why don't you want your

daughter in school, Mr. Reid?

Is she a problem child?

I suggest you find

that out for yourself.

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