The Undying Monster Page #3

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Haven't you any idea what sort

of a creature made the wounds?

Oliver and Kate are badly mauled.

But there's no distinctive mark to

indicate exactly what attacked them.

It could have been a

ferocious dog, of course.

Those poachers have a couple

of huge, vicious hounds.

Look here, darling, why don't you forget

about this tonight and try to get some sleep?

I'll run along. I'm sure by tomorrow

the police will find out what it was.

I've done it, Bob. It works.

Really? This must be our lucky day.

These tests turned out well too.

My dear boy, all London knows that

you solved the Kensington murder...

with your scientific tests when

everything else had failed...

but nobody's been able

to do what I've done.

- And what complicated formula, Christy, have you proved?

- Here, taste it.

- Oh, no, thanks.

- Go on. It won't hurt you.

Oh, hello, Inspector.

- Hello.

- I was about to come up and see you.

We collated the final runoff

tests on those bullets.

They were all fired from the same

revolver. Inspector Craig, have a piece.

- What is it?

- Toffee. A new recipe.

Don't tell me that you've been using

our laboratory equipment to make toffee?

- Don't mind if I do.

- Don't touch it.

Mr. Curtis, you may not think much

of female detectives, but really.

It's simply delicious. The

best I've ever made. Your pans-

- You used that pan. - Well, why not?

If making toffee isn't scientific-

But that's the pan that I used for the

hydrophobia culture, and it turned out positive.

Hydrophobia-

Hydro-

Ohh! Ohh!

That'll fix her. Here,

Inspector, help yourself.

No, thank you. She'll

have her stomach pumped.

It serves her right. She's a good

detective, but she gets restless...

unless something's happening

that makes her blood run cold.

You know, her prime passion

is dabbling in the occult.

- Maybe the Hammond case would interest her.

- What's up, Inspector?

Nothing tangible yet, but I'd

appreciate it if you'd look into it.

You might solve something there

with these gadgets of yours...

that's baffled us for a long time.

If those are orders,

Inspector, I'm ready.

Christy and I could do with

a weekend in the country.

I think it'll take

longer than a weekend.

And it might turn out

to be rather dangerous.

Well, if you're thinking

about Christy, don't worry.

- She thrives on goose pimples.

- Don't laugh at me, Bob...

but I sometimes think that

there are some things...

that can't be explained

in the ordinary way.

And I want to warn you. You had best

be prepared to cope with something...

- perhaps supernatural. -

Oh, but, Inspector Craig-

I know what you're going to

say. There's no such thing.

That from the viewpoint of science

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