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Well, I'm going to Mass.

Okay.

Michael.

What, me?

Oh, thanks.

Thank you very much.

You don't have to take part.

Just be there with me.

Admire the church, you mean? Now, you
forget. That's the first place I visited

the day we arrived here.

You're going to be late.

Once you would have.

That was a long time ago. I've seen the
light.

But from your point of view, it's dark.

Besides, I promised George I'd give him
a little time.

George? George Newton.

You know, the young fellow's taking his
finals this year.

Isn't it enough that you work six days a
week now? Sundays as well?

Darling, you always go to church on
Sundays. I always stay home alone doing

nothing. There's any harm in giving
George some of that free time. Now make

for my absence by singing extra loud.

I'm in.

Hello, George.

Darling.

Afternoon, Mrs. Lane.

Is the professor home yet?

No, not yet.

Any idea how long he'll be?

No. Well, he might have stopped in to
see the dean.

Yes, I think he said he was going to do
that. No, that makes things difficult.

Can I help? I left some papers here the
other day. I need to work on them.

Oh, you're George Newton, aren't you?
That's right.

Well, the papers would be on his desk
somewhere.

Why don't you come in and have a look?
Thank you very much.

Did you get much work done yesterday?

Another thing. Oh?

There you are. Help yourself.

Thank you.

I suppose my husband got to talking
yesterday and forgot about tutoring

altogether, hmm?

I really wouldn't know about that.

But did you forget?

Or oversleep?

Forget what?

Your session with the professor
yesterday.

Sunday. I have a golden rule. Keep away
from academics on Sundays.

Yeah, but he said you were expected.

Not me, maybe somebody else, but not me.

No, he distinctly said... Maybe he's
going the way of all professors, getting

absent -minded. That's the legend, isn't
it?

Yes, I suppose it is.

Now, what do you think that's going to
grow up to be?

Well, what do you think you're doing?

Oh, I'm sorry, sir. I was looking for
the notes on my thesis.

Oh, darling.

I thought it would be all right. Yeah,
of course it is. You're looking in the

wrong place.

There you are, George.

You, uh...

Rediscovering the wheel, Professor, or
making a bomb? All right, it's just a

little practical problem I set myself.

Well, thanks again, Mrs. Lane. I'll see
myself out. Bye, George. Bye.

I thought you said he came here
yesterday.

Hmm? Newton, you said that he was coming
here for extra tuition.

Did I say Newton? I meant Wilson, of
course.

I'll make some tea.

Right.

I forgot to tell you I'm seeing the
Petersons Thursday night.

I said I'm seeing Marjorie and John
Thursday night.

Yes, darling. I do know who the
Petersons are.

Any messages for them?

They just live around the corner.

Well, we rarely see them. You hardly
ever. I thought you might want me to say

something.

Say something? Like what?

Well, like give my regards to Marjorie.

Give my regards to Marjorie. Oh, now you
can be more sincere than that.

Give Marjorie my regards.

Tell her I hope to see you soon.

Satisfied?

Yes.

Glad

to

see them. Hardly ever. I thought maybe
you might want me to say something.

Say something?

Like what?

Like, uh, give Marjorie my regards.

By all means, give Marjorie my regards.

Now you can be more sincere than that.

Give Marjorie my regards.

Tell her I hope to see her soon.

Give Margie my regards.

Tell her I hope to see her soon.

It's over. I can't go on like this. Oh,
Stella, no, darling, no.

She'll never divorce you.

You love me, don't you?

You know I do. Well, then, try to keep
it for a while longer.

Just for a while longer.

Good meeting, my dear.

I don't think they're going to be
different. I know they are.

I do love you.

Really, I prefer him.

What will you do?

We'll have an early night.

I've got a good book.

Not expecting anyone, then?

No.

Will you be late?

Oh, moderately.

The whole object discussed the new
curriculum. That's why I said there was

need to invite you.

You know how Peterson goes on, and
you've been through it before. So, well,

puts me off seeing you get more and more
bored and tired.

Early night will do you good.

See you later.

What have you forgotten now?

What is it? Did you move those papers?

What papers? I left them on my desk.

Well, then they're still there. I can't
find them.

Well, I haven't moved anything.

Honestly,

darling, I don't know how you expect me
to find your things.

Thank you.

I sent Marjorie off to her bridge circle
so we can really get down to some

serious chat. Thank you.

Well, as I look at it, Mike, it's all
very well the students being in charge

their own destiny, that sort of thing,
but we must retain the right to set the

curriculum. Otherwise, before we know
where we are, we'll be redundant.

Dodo's.

Do you have to leave soon?

Oh, I'm sorry, John. I'm expecting a
call from Elizabeth. She worries, you

even at this short a distance, she'll
want to know if I've arrived okay.

I agree with you about the curriculum.
We said it, but maybe we could pay lip

service by asking for their approval.

Hmm. It's a compromise, of course. Well,
most of life is, except for those brave

few prepared to go for broke.

Okay, that'll be Elizabeth.

Hello?

Oh, hello. Yes, hello, darling.

Hey, fine.

Yes, yes, John is taking very good care
of me. He broke out the ten -year -old

scotch. Oh, he wasn't that mean.

What?

Uh, yes, yes, it does look like it's
going to be a long, hard evening.

Hmm?

Well, of course I do.

Don't wait up for me, all right?

What?

Oh, uh... She wants a word with you.

Hold on.

Hello, Elizabeth. What can I do for you?
Give Marjorie my regards.

Tell her I hope to see her soon.

Well, indeed. Thank you very much. I'll
do just... Elizabeth?

Elizabeth?

That's strange.

Darling?

Darling?

The line seems to have gone dead.

Mike, I heard glass breaking.

Oh?

Well, she probably broke something on my
desk.

John, maybe I'd better go around there.

Yes. Would you like me to come with you?
Oh, no. No, no. That's all right.

Well, shall I call the police? No, no,
no. I'll be there in a couple of

I don't feel like such a fool. I'll be
right back.

Give Marjorie my regards.

Tell her I hope to see her soon.

Bye, guys.

That's about it, Professor.

He obviously didn't get upstairs.

Broke straight in here.

Only a wife hadn't been here.

Or if he'd known she was in here.

She probably didn't bother to turn the
lights on.

Yes.

It's a panicky thing he did.

We don't have much to go on, you
understand.

If only he'd taken something. Stolen
goods. A lead, you see. But he

your wife.

No time to take anything at all.

Only thing is we can place the time
exactly from the moment she spoke to you

your friend.

Peterson.

And place it within half a minute.

That's unusual.

Pathologists can usually place the time,
well, they can only be accurate, to

around an hour or so, never this
accurate.

May help.

It won't help her.

No,

I see what you mean.

It's a pity you didn't take anything,
though.

Mint?

Trying to give up smoking. Ten years,
still trying.

Moments of stress.

I'll probably get run over by a car.

Catholic, eh?

She was, I'm not. Not for a long time,
anyway.

She was, though.

Yes? Is that important?

Not to everyone.

Well, sir, we'll let you know.

I'm very sorry, sir.

Thank you.

I'm so

sorry.

You said something would happen, but I
never thought that this would. I got to

see you tonight.

At my place.

I must have been there.

It's better.

This is where it happened, isn't it?

I didn't like or dislike her, I never
thought.

Oh, now, shh, just tell her.

Just tell her.

Do you believe in God, Michael?

What?

Well, in the conventional sense, I mean,
the benevolent chap in the sky with the

beard and all that, so it's me.

Well, in fate, then.

I believe a man's own destiny.

Depends on how he manipulates it.

What about your wife? You couldn't
possibly have seen that.

No, no, of course not.

Oh, I suppose I believe in fate of some
kind.

It was meant, then, to leave the way
clear for us.

Yeah, it was meant.

When will we get married?

Well, I think we should wait a little
while, a respectable period.

Why?

I think it's best.

Otherwise, the suspicious tongues will
start wagging.

Suspicious?

I meant malicious, of course.

You see, the stresses can be equated,
measured, dealt with before actual

construction begins so that they can be
practiced.

Every unknown quantity can be practiced.

Don't you agree, Professor?

What?

Look, I can see you're very preoccupied
at the moment. If there's anything I can

do to help, I'd be very pleased. Oh, no.
Thanks very much. No, George.

Let me have your papers, please. That'll
be all for today.

All right.

Bella, you're coming into town. Help me
choose that sweater.

I'll meet you there.

You choose a sweater?

George is just... He just said you were
going to choose a sweater.

Darling.

Are you sure you're okay?

I'm sorry.

I don't know what it is.

I'll see you tonight.

Okay?

I'm glad you came by, Mike.

I was going to ask you to, but I thought
that in the circumstances, I'd better

let you make the first move.

Another? Yes.

No, no, I... I'd better keep a clear
head.

For what?

Look, honestly, Mike, I don't advocate
alcohol as a cure -all, but, well, it

might help.

No, I feel better. I just had to get
someplace safe for a while.

Safe?

I mean, away from the house.

Yes.

Have you considered moving at all, Mike?

I don't know. I don't know.

I really... You ought to be going.

Oh, really? Are you sure? Yes, John,
I... Well, you're welcome to stay and

dinner with us. I know I am.

Whatever you say.

Look, Mike, it goes without saying, if
you ever get lonely and need to talk,

time of night. I know, John. Thanks.
Thanks very much.

What, Mike?

Oh, it's a letter a student gave me to
mail. I forgot completely about it.

Goodbye, John.

What do you want?

Hello.

What? Oh, Stella.

Well, of course I'm disappointed.

You can make it tomorrow night, can't
you?

No, it's all right. An early night will
do me good.

I'm perfectly all right.

Yeah.

I promise.

All right. All right, you too, darling.

Good night.

Oh, good morning, sir.

Morning.

Come in. Come in, won't you?

Thank you.

I was just about to make some coffee.
Will you join me?

Thank you, sir.

My peppermints and coffee set up a
terrible conflict for my taste buds.

Thank you, sir.

Well, now that my mind is de -addled, if
that's the word, what can I do for you,

Inspector?

Not very much, I shouldn't think.

We are not getting very far with your
wife's murder, so I've decided to try a

new tack.

Oh? It's a bit wild, but it might lead
somewhere.

Suppose whoever killed your wife wasn't
a burglar.

But there was evidence of a break -in.

Or a broken window. Oh, no, no, that's
easily faked.

No, no, no, suppose it wasn't a burglar.

Well, then who?

Well, quite frankly, sir, if your alibi
weren't so totally watertight, you'd be

in the running. Oh, really?

But you're not in the running, so we
won't waste any time on that one.

Well, what are you getting at?

Suppose your wife knew her killer.

There are plenty of young men around
this town. Your wife was at a funny age.

it at all possible that she had a lover?

What?

Oh, well, forgive me, Inspector, but,
well, the idea of Elizabeth, if

you knew her... Staunch church girl.

Devout. Nevertheless, it's not unheard
of, the passion for God with the

of the flesh.

I know, but, well, as far as Elizabeth's
concerned, it's quite ridiculous.

Yes.

I thought you'd say that.

But it was worth a try.

I hope you don't mind, sir.

No, no, no, of course not. You have to
explore every avenue, right? Nice of you

to understand that.

Thank you for the coffee.

I'll see myself out.

I quite forgot.

I met the postman on the way in.

Bye, sir.

Turn left.

What?

This is Christella and I.

Mr. Bob Whitcomb.

This morning, I came over to your place
just in time to see you driving off. Oh,

yes. I know what you did.

At least, I think I do.

Went for a spin in the country, eh?

A low way in the cobwebs.

Well, anyway, I'll tell you why I was
looking for you.

Marjorie and I thought if you were free
tonight, what about some dinner? Oh,

thanks, John, but I've got some extra
tutoring to do.

That would be foolish to overdo it,
Michael.

Well, I... I promised. I like it. It
keeps my mind off other things, you see.

Yes. Well, I understand that.

Well, why don't you come along after?
You'd be very welcome.

I... I can't, really.

Well, look, I mean, you can't work all
night. And what are you going to eat,

anyway? I'll grab a sandwich someplace.
Don't worry about it. You can't start

grabbing sandwiches. Can't you take...
No.

I'm... I'm sorry, John. I'm just... I'm
edgy. All right?

Look, Mike, we're old friends. Now, is
there anything I can do?

Anything you'd like to talk over with a
friend?

I'll remember that.

Well, they'll be filing in here soon.

Yeah. Okay.

Oh, by the way.

Look what's left at the gate for you.

We waited for you. The lecture this
afternoon, you missed it.

Oh, darling, what's wrong? What's the
matter?

Of course, the Greeks realized the

infinite possibilities of this system
way ahead of any other comparable

civilization, at least any civilization
that we know of.

Well, with the advanced techniques, we
could under... Uh, we, uh...

We could unearth another civilization.

That's not probable, but it's not
impossible either.

Take, for instance, the recently
advanced theory that all the

God are, well, that they're evidence of
the fact that we may have been

visited in the long distant past by
another race, another race altogether

another planet or even another galaxy.

I'm digressing, and I'm also keeping you
after time, so that'll be all.

Yes, George?

Here's the notes on the construction
theory.

If you've got any comments, I'd like to
hear them. Notes?

They're all there. I've checked.

Oh, I'll be glad to read them.

All right, that's all.

I'll collect the papers. Get some fresh
air, everybody.

George!

This is very good of you, Professor. Oh,
nonsense. Now, you're one of my best

students. If I can't take the time with
you, would you like a drink?

Thanks, yeah.

You didn't mind the cloak and dagger
stuff?

No, not at all. It affects the other
students adversely, see. If anyone ever

thought, well, if they knew I was giving
you extra time. It'll be our secret.

Yeah.

Along with the other things, eh, George?

Soda?

Yes, please.

You didn't tell anyone, then.

No, not at all.

Not even Stella?

Not even Stella.

She's a very pretty girl, Stella.

Very pretty.

Seems we both know that.

Yeah.

Well, cheers, George. Cheers.

Where would you like to start?

Hmm? The tutorial.

You want to thresh through dynamics
first? I've got some pretty avant -garde

theories. I bet you do. No, no, let's
don't rush. Just finish your drink.

And have another.

I really don't think I could... I
insist.

No, it relaxes the mind. Then we can get
in those deep, uncluttered spots in the

brain and be surprised what lurked
there. If you say so.

Certainly too much alcohol makes me
sick.

Not this one. It's too fine. It's too
aged.

Cheers. Cheers.

Professor, do you mind if I ask you a
personal question?

Not at all. Any last request?

Sorry? Go ahead.

You and Stella, what I mean is, I like
her too.

But if I thought there was anything
going on between you two, I'd gladly

aside. Do you understand?

Oh, that's really very big of you,
George. But you don't have to step

You're being swept aside under the
carpet where all the best dirt ends up.

What? You didn't break me, George.

Oh, I'll admit the first couple of
letters shook me, but I have this

for fighting back, for shaping my own
destiny.

What is happening?

Happening, George?

I'm killing you, George.

See, eight's a fatal dose and you've had
ten.

Bye -bye, George.

It's hard to believe.

George is one of my best students.

He never confided any worries to you?
No.

No, all students worry, regardless of
their ability. They worry about passing

exams, getting a degree, the right job.

George.

I just never thought he'd kill himself.

Funny way to do it, too.

Well, most people do it at home, but
quietly.

Especially if they're going to take an
overdose.

Usually get into bed.

Last comfort before they go to meet
their maker.

They don't usually get onto a bike and
cycle out into the country.

He was obviously very disturbed.

Could there... Could there be a
connection?

Connection? Between this death and your
wife's.

In what way?

We discussed it before, Professor, the
possibility of your wife being involved

with someone else.

That's what I was thinking.

Well... She knew him, but not that well.

As far as you know.

Yes, as far as I know.

I'll keep an open mind.

You see, from our inquiries so far,
George Newton had no reason at all to

himself.

Unless it was guilt.

If he was involved with your wife,
killed her, it would fit.

There is another factor. It may be
coincidence, but the pill that he took,

wife, had exactly the same kind on
prescription.

A month or two ago.

You're very thorough.

Every few dog with a bone, Professor, it
worries away at it until finally it

cracks and he gets to the juicy marrow
inside.

Thanks for your help, sir.

Before I go, I'd like to mention George
Newton.

I know we all feel his death deeply.

What I want to say is that we're all
under unbearable stress at times,

particularly people like you who are
trying to achieve something and fearing

failure.

Well, just remember that a problem
shared is a problem lessened.

Now, if George had come to me, or, well,
I... I just want to know that I'm here.

Don't hesitate to call on me at any
time.

Have your drink.

All very quiet today. What is it?

That student of yours, George, whatever
his name was.

Terrible mistake.

Mistake?

Well, when youth, especially promising
youth, is knocked out like that, yes,

it's always a mistake.

Makes you wonder what God's up to
sometimes.

God didn't kill him. A handful of pills
did.

Yes, I keep forgetting you're a
converted agnostic.

Well, you think what you like.

I'm pretty certain God had a hand in it.

Only God, John?

Hmm?

I don't follow. What do you mean?

What did you make of Elizabeth's murder?

Make of it?

I was stunned, of course. A god did it.
You didn't form any conclusions of your

own, then?

Well, I'm forming one now.

You're overwrought, Mike. Why don't you
take a few weeks off? Come on, you must

have thought something. Where do your
suspicions lie?

Come on, I can take it. If you worked
out some theory of your own. I've

nothing of it at all, Mike.

Except its effect on you.

And if I did think more, well, you know
me, I'd come straight out into the open

and say it, wouldn't I?

the pussyfoot around.

Sorry, John, I'm not making much sense.

Well, that's perfectly understandable.

I've got to be going.

Look, if you're worried about something,
Mike, and you need a father

confessor... Confessor!

Who?

Who? Who?

You know, tonight was the first night I
walked through the front door.

Oh, darling, you look tired.

And you're drinking too much.

Didn't you tell the police George came
here?

The night he died, he was coming to see
you. He told me, but you didn't tell

anyone.

Well, he never got here. He didn't
arrive.

So I didn't bother to call and find out
why.

Why didn't you tell the police he was
expected?

How did you know that?

They questioned me.

A man called Rush.

Rush questioned you?

He questioned all of us.

To find out what George's state of mind.

Of course, you told him that George
wanted to see me.

No.

Why not?

Well, because I thought if you hadn't
told him, he must have had a reason.

Yes, well, it's a simple one, yes. It's
just that these past couple of weeks,

there have been so many cops and
questions.

Oh, darling.

Charlie, no more questions, please.

What time is it?

God, I'm going to be locked out.

Yes, you will.

It'll be so nice in a couple of weeks
not to have to hide.

Shut up!

Thank you.

Thank you.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Thank you.

Jelle. You still haven't told me why.

It's a crime of mine.

Trust me.

Yeah.

I did it for you.

I killed her for you.

What?

Don't pretend you don't understand.

Elizabeth, I did it so we could be
together.

But you betrayed me, didn't you?

You and George, the two of you. You were
in it together, weren't you?

Michael. I was a fool not to have seen
it. You and George.

John, do you mind if I... Hello, Mike.

No, help yourself.

Has he been stooping around your class?

Who? That copper, Rush.

No, I haven't seen him.

I see.

Well, why should he? There's nothing
wrong, is there?

Not that I know of.

He might still be probing into young
Newton's suicide.

Or Elizabeth's death.

I thought there might be something else.

Like what? It's probably nothing, but a
student of mine didn't show up today.

Stella Mason.

Oh, yes, I know.

Very pretty girl.

He didn't mention her to you, did he?

Mike, I keep telling you, I haven't seen
hide in a hill, right?

I know what you did.

Who?

It was you.

Yes, I put it there for you to see.

But I didn't write it, if that's what
you mean.

Now, I've been getting something like
this every day since your wife was

murdered. Something like this.

Anonymous.

So have you.

If it wasn't you, then who?

You wrote them, Professor.

I don't know what the psychiatrists will
make of it.

Guilt? Insanity?

I'd say it was a need to confess.

To be caught and punished.

Absolved.

When you're ready, Professor.

Do you think we should, sir?

Hmm? Leave him alone.

Where would he run to?

I wasn't thinking of that, sir, but he
might kill himself.

Not him.

Not anymore.