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Oh!

Hello.

I'm glad you find it so amusing.

I do. I really do.

Fancy you being scared.

I wonder how amused Frank would be if he saw you here.

He doesn't own you yet.

That's a joke in itself, isn't it?

Poor old Wayman.

This is what you came for.

Now get out.

I'll go when I'm ready.

I don't want you here when Frank gets back. Oh, they're down at the pub. He's

with Hamilton.

Nothing to worry about.

The two of them are nicely out of the way.

Oh, if you would stop putting on this act, we could get on so well together.

We're two of a kind.

I don't think so.

But we both know what we want.

And we'll both do anything to get it.

That's a very sound basis for, um, what shall I call it, a partnership?

You can take your business propositions elsewhere.

I'm not interested.

We'll see.

There.

I told you he'd be back.

I'm worried.

I'm really worried.

Good evening, Mr. Wayman.

Good evening, Mr. Hamilton.

I employ you here during the day.

What are you doing here now?

I came to see your secretary.

What about?

That's my concern.

You!

Leave him alone, Frank.

He's drunk.

All right, Fraser.

I've taken all I'm going to take from you.

I've warned you time and time again about pestering Elizabeth as soon as my

back's turned.

Well, this time you've gone too far.

You're finished.

What do you mean?

I mean you're fired.

You can't get rid of me as easily as that. You heard what I said. Now get

out.

I'll kill you for this. Stop it.

Stop it.

All right.

This time you had your friend to help you.

Next time you won't be so lucky.

Come on, get out.

Get out.

Are you all right, Frank?

Elizabeth.

There was nothing between us, Frank, I promise you.

You'll have nothing to worry about when we're married.

Thanks, Jerry.

Did you mean what you said about firing him?

Every word.

I should watch out for him if I were you, Frank.

He wouldn't dare make any more trouble.

I don't know. He's wild enough to try anything.

Do you think I should call in the police?

No, no, I don't.

He just had a few too many.

Probably only hot air.

Be careful, Frank.

For your own sake, be careful.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I got it.

I'll be there in an hour. Let them know, will you?

Bye.

Sergeant... Oh, I don't know.

Sergeant Bennet!

Thank you.

You ever heard of Frank Wayman?

Frank Wayman?

Isn't he the bloke who made a fortune on government surplus just after the war?

That's it. Boots, buttons and battleships. Must be quite a lively

character. Yeah, must be.

Apparently somebody would prefer him dead.

Government service.

Oh, good morning.

My name's Minter.

Detective Inspector Minter. Oh, yes, of course, sir. Please come in. Thank you.

I'll tell Mr. Wayman, Secretary, you're here. Thank you.

The police are here, Miss Gray. Oh, good. Thank you.

She'll be with you in just a moment.

What do they close it?

Good.

All right, now, now, just check on South American Holdings.

Why not?

Who?

Detective Inspector Minter.

Good morning.

Good morning, Inspector.

I'm Elizabeth Gray, Mr. Wayman's secretary.

Detective Sergeant Bennett.

How do you do? How do you do? Mr. Wayman knows you're here. He's on the telephone

at the moment.

This business has been rather a shock.

I still can't believe that anyone would... Don't argue with me!

I pay you because you're supposed to be an expert.

Now get that information and get it quick!

I thought you might like to speak to the house staff.

Yes, indeed.

Sergeant? Yes, sir.

I'll wait.

This way, please, Sergeant.

I'm sorry about that. It's all right.

These kids, you know, they're getting your nerves.

Come down from university and think they know everything.

Well, listen to me and you'll think I'm crazy. Come on in.

Well, now, it's Inspector Minter, isn't it?

That's right, Mr. Wayman, yes. Of course, I know your superintendent quite

well. They have one or two dealings together.

It was he who sent you down, eh?

Oh, sorry.

No, it's all right. Don't smoke me.

Well, what do you want to know?

Oh, for a start, just what happened.

Didn't your superintendent tell you?

I'd like to hear it from you.

Nice, eh?

About 8 o'clock this morning, I went down to my boat house.

Very fond of a trip on the river when it's quiet.

Go on.

I went inside, picked up an engine, and suddenly... Bonk.

This time it wasn't an accident.

You see, by the way, the rope had been fixed.

You say this time.

There have been other accidents, but the time, how can you tell?

I'm not a nervous man, Inspector.

I know that someone's trying to kill me.

I spoke to the staff, sir. The housekeeper and one gardener.

Apparently, Wayman's been economizing.

Get anything?

Well, not from them, but Miss Gray was more helpful.

Apparently, Wayman has a wife.

They've been separated for a couple of years now.

But she came here yesterday, and they had a right old set-to.

Did she say why?

Not at first.

Matter of fact, she seemed a bit guilty about telling me anything.

Everybody loves a policeman.

Apparently, Mrs. Wayman needs money.

It could be something.

It could be.

Anything else?

Yes. Wayman had a sort of personal assistant.

A man named Fraser.

A week ago, he was sacked and nearly went berserk.

He attacked Wayman, but luckily there was someone here to pull him off.

Wayman never said anything about that to me.

Did Miss Gray say why this, um, Fraser was sacked?

That's the only thing she wouldn't say.

I've instructed my accounts department to pay your company £3,500, being in

accordance with our original agreement.

Yours, et cetera, et cetera.

Oh, good.

Yes, that's fine.

Well, I've got to show these people the boathouse.

I don't know, Elizabeth.

The whole world seems to have gone mad.

Don't worry, Frank.

It won't be for long now.

Bless you.

Ready, gentlemen?

This way.

In here.

Nothing's been touched?

Nothing.

So as soon as you moved this... Exactly.

When did you last use the engine?

Yesterday morning.

I always take the engine out.

Did you tell anyone you'd be using the boat this morning, sir?

No need. I use it every morning.

With some men it's golf, with me it's a boat.

I'd be grateful if nothing were touched in here, Mr. Wayman, till we finish our

inquiries. Yes, of course. I'll get Elizabeth.

It was great. I told Sam.

Have the boat and the engine checked for prints.

You keep this door locked, Mr. Wayman.

No, I never bothered.

So anybody could get in here at virtually any time?

Sure, of course they could.

What can you tell me about this man, Fraser?

Fraser? Yeah. What about Fraser?

I understand he attacked you.

Fraser was a damn fool.

He gave me nothing but trouble.

Which is presumably why you sacked him.

Yes.

You might as well know the truth.

It does help.

I got rid of Fraser because of his attitude towards Miss Gray.

He pestered her all the time.

I warned him often enough, but in the end I had to dismiss him.

Your secretary is a very attractive woman.

Which makes Fraser's behavior excusable, I suppose.

Well, perhaps not excusable, but understandable.

Then let me tell you something else, Inspector.

Miss Gray and I are to be married as soon as my divorce comes through.

It's Jerry Hamilton.

He's probably coming to see me.

That's the way to handle him.

Jerry runs a garage down the village. He specializes in these small boats,

runabouts. In fact, it was he who introduced me to him.

Nice little job, Jerry.

Oh, uh, this is Inspector Mintock. Jerry Hamilton.

Police? How do you do, sir?

The inspector's sorting out a spot of trouble for me. Oh, serious?

Just routine inquiries, Mr. Hamilton.

You know, that's what I admire about you, police inspector.

Whether it's the theft of a bag of toffees or the most bloodthirsty murder,

everything's routine inquiries.

Well, let's go have some lunch. Well, I hope that invitation extends to me too,

Frank. You know damn well it's the only reason you came.

If I had the slightest idea, I'd tell you.

Excuse me.

Shall I cancel your appointment for this afternoon?

Oh, blast, I've forgotten all about you.

Thank you, Elizabeth.

I take it you have no objection if I go out this afternoon, Inspector?

None whatsoever.

I shall go away more than an hour.

Anything you want, just ask Miss Gray.

I'll sign those letters before I go.

No, I don't think so, sir. Well, that's a good thing.

Excuse me.

Inspector, Elizabeth told me why you're here.

If there's anything I can do to help.

Why, thank you, Mr. Hamilton.

I'm at the garage most of the time.

Why would anyone want to kill Frank?

Well, if I knew the answer to that one, my job would be a lot easier.

Mr. Hamilton, at the moment, this is just a case of a suspected murder

attempt. Nothing more.

You might be as well to remember it.

Sergeant.

You certainly put him straight.

I don't like people jumping to conclusions.

You better remember that too, Sergeant.

Yes, sir.

Where to now, sir? Local police. Maybe I'll pick up something.

Sergeant!

The gardener, sir.

A keen observation, Sergeant. Thank you.

I'm sorry to stop you, sir. I meant to speak to you before.

I hear you've been making inquiries about Fraser.

That's right. He's a nasty bit of work.

Proper smart aleck he is.

I see. Thank you. But that's not what I wanted to tell you. I saw him this

morning. As I was cycling here.

Oh? That's right, sir.

House over there, across the river. I saw him go in as I passed by.

Do you know who lives there? Name of Elliot.

Not that I've ever seen him, nor has anyone else, for that matter.

Well, thank you very much. You've been a great help.

First off, Mr. Fraser, sir.

Yes.

So Wayman gave me the push.

What of it?

I don't know, Mr. Fraser.

What I do know is that you threatened him and an attempt has been made on his

life. You're out of your mind.

Calm down, Fraser.

Inspector, when I heard that Mr. Wayman had dispensed with Fraser's services, I

offered him a job here.

I have a large business project on hand.

And as a matter of fact, Fraser and I worked all through last night.

I can vouch for the fact that he hasn't left this house for two days.

The perfect alibi, Inspector.

You try to break it.

And for your sake, Mr. Fraser, I hope I don't have to.

Thank you, Mr. Elliott.

One of these days, that temper's gonna get you into a lot of trouble.

I know what I'm doing.

Then keep your tongue between your teeth.

For both our sakes.

Is he in?

If you mean Mr. Wayman, no, he isn't. Then I'll speak to Miss Gray. Miss Gray

is not here either. And I'm afraid Mr. Wayman has given me instructions not to

let you into the house. Watch out. Frightened I steal the family's silver?

That's not for me to say. No, it isn't, is it?

You can tell him I called.

Mr. Wayman, I didn't expect you back so soon. Nor did I.

Oh, um, tell Miss Gray I'd like to see her, will you?

She's just gone down to the village.

Oh, has she?

Never mind.

What the devil do you think you're doing here?

I'm just collecting some of my papers.

If you remember, I left in rather than hurrying.

How did you get in? Oh, it's quite easy.

We'll see about that.

I shouldn't bother about the police.

I've already wasted half the day talking to them.

Minter? Yes.

Someone's given him the idea that I'm trying to kill you.

As I told him, I'm not interested in you.

I'm only interested in your little girlfriend.

You bastard!

You're too fat to play Sir Galahad.

Keep away from here.

And keep away from Elizabeth.

We'll see.

Bye now.

Hello, Jerry.

Hello, Liz.

I didn't expect to see you this afternoon.

No, I was passing and thought I'd ask you when I could bring in the car.

Oh, yes, of course. You want it serviced, don't you?

Ray, finish off that greasing job, will you? They want it by two o'clock.

Okay.

Anything wrong?

I want you to stay away from me. There are no buts, Jerry.

Things are complicated enough.

Why the sudden change?

It's not sudden. I told you from the start.

With things as they are, it's common sense.

I suppose you're right. I know I am.

Frank's upset enough as it is. If he thought there was anything between us,

we'd just go out of his mind. You saw what happened with Fraser.

All I want to do is to keep him happy.

And I can't do that if he finds out I'm meeting you every day.

Has he said anything to you?

I don't suppose he's even entered his mind.

But now that the police are here, people are bound to talk. I don't want them

talking about me.

Liz, I can't stay away from the house altogether and make Frank even more

suspicious. I'm not asking you to do that.

As long as you make it quite clear that it's Frank you come to see and not me.

It's got to be this way, Jerry. You know it has.

Agreed?

Okay.

Well, I may as well have some petrol now I'm here.

Nothing much to go on there.

No.

There's no point in both of us staying here now. You go back to the office.

I'll meet you there in the morning. Yes, sir.

Ah, good afternoon, Inspector.

Hello. Oh, nice, eh?

That's not bad for 1927.

What can I do for you? Oh, nothing really. I was just passing. I thought

I'd have a look at your place. I'm glad you did.

It's not bad.

Business good?

Well, it's enough.

I do this sort of thing for nothing, you know.

I'd spend half my life mucking about with engines at one sort or another.

Petrol in the blood, eh? Yeah.

Inspector, I think there's something you ought to know. Oh?

I've got a record.

Speeding on the bypass.

Cost me a couple of pounds.

I'll try not to hold it against you.

Oh, by the way, did I see Miss Gray leaving here a moment ago?

Liz? No, she hasn't been here this afternoon.

Oh. Well, I must have been mistaken.

Well, I'd better get up to the house.

Well, look, if you hang on, I'll give you a lift.

Well, it's not quite what you're used to, but still.

Oh, thanks.

Well, thanks for the lift.

I'll be careful what I was saying if I were you, Stella. Oh, no, Frank.

You're the one who better be careful.

Yes, look at her. Younger to be your own daughter. And still you can't see she's

making a fool of you.

I want to see you.

Telephone me.

She didn't know what she was saying, darling.

I suppose you heard all that.

Yes. Now you know what I've had to put up with.

We haven't been living together for nearly two years.

She still refuses to give me a divorce.

Is there any other reason why she dislikes Miss Gray so much?

No, there's no reason.

It's jealousy, pure and simple.

But she comes down here demanding money. As if I didn't give her enough already.

Excuse me, Inspector.

Oh, Jerry.

Sorry.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Ask Mrs. Butler to make some tea, will you? Sure.

Tea. The Englishman's answer to everything.

Cigarette? No, I don't use them, thanks.

I'll fetch those papers.

Inspector, is someone trying to kill Frank?

I don't know yet, Miss Gray.

Seems so unbelievable.

It always does.

Yes, I... I suppose it must.

Lockswood, 1095.

I want to speak to Inspector Minter.

Who's calling?

Just touch him.

It's for you, Inspector.

Would you like to take a care or on an extension?

Oh, this will do fine.

Thank you.

Yeah, Minter here.

Who is this?

Fraser. I've got some information for you.

Why can't you tell me now?

You know Elliot's place.

I'll meet you at the garage at ten o'clock.

Why the cloak and dagger stuff?

I don't want Elliot to know about this, or anyone else for that matter.

Tonight, ten o'clock.

I can't tell you anymore.

Fraser went out of here at about a quarter to ten and I went to bed.

Please don't keep on. Mr. Elliot, a man has been stabbed to death in your

garage. I know that.

Don't you think I care?

Inspector, I take it you regard me as suspect.

Is it likely I would choose such an obvious weapon?

Fraser was killed because he was going to give me some information.

Presumably about the attempts on Frank Wayman's life.

It's my job to find his murderer, Mr. Elliot.

Then I suggest you look elsewhere.

Unless you think this is no handicap for a murderer.

I've been through Fraser's room. There's nothing except this.

It might be interesting.

His cheque book.

He had an account with the local bank.

I don't know why, sir, but it seems to me he was making far too much money.

Now, here we are, Sergeant.

These figures are, or rather were, his monthly salary paid indirect by his

employer. Mr. Webb? Yes, indeed.

And these other amounts, sir?

I know that I'm afraid I can't help you very much.

All we can say is that on the 26th of each month, as regular as clockwork, Mr.

Fraser deposited £100 in cash, and on the 1st of each month, £200 by

cheque. By cheque?

Can you tell me who signed them? Yes, I think so.

In each case, the checks were made out by Mr. Elliot.

I tell you, it's no concern of yours.

But why, Mr. Elliot?

All right.

All I ask is that you keep it to yourself.

I can't promise that, Mr. Elliot.

No.

Ten years ago, Frank Wayman and I were partners.

He came to me just after the war.

I took him on, I taught him everything I knew.

In return... He cheated me out of everything I had.

He couldn't call it cheating.

Just a complete lack of business ethics.

So, while he went on to make a fortune, I was left with nothing.

At the age of 50, I had to start all over again.

Two years later, this happened.

I vowed to repay Wayman for all he'd done to me, to ruin him as he ruined me.

It's been a hard task, Inspector, but at last I'm succeeding.

And Fraser?

I had to have inside information on Wayman's dealings.

I was paying Fraser, paying him well, to give it to me.

Did Fraser know of your relationship with Wayman? No.

I changed my name years ago.

I see.

Well, you realize that you've just given me a perfectly good reason for wanting

to kill Wayman.

No, Inspector.

Killing Wayman wouldn't be enough.

I want to see him grovel as I was made to.

I say, I feel sorry for the old boy, sir.

Lesson number one, beware of pity.

Where to now, sir?

Reading. I want a word with Mrs. Wayman.

I'm sorry to drag you all this way, but I... Well, I just had to talk to

somebody. Well, it's no trouble.

I'm only too pleased to help, if I can.

A drink?

No, thank you. It's much too early for me.

It's never too early.

Nor too late.

Fancy. I've been married all these years, and then... suddenly finished.

I suppose I can understand that, of course.

To leave me with nothing.

He hasn't changed his mind.

I never thought I should see the day when I should find myself high and dry.

Just another middle-aged has-been. No, that's ridiculous.

You're still a very attractive woman.

Not any more.

You take my word for it.

I suppose you think I'm behaving rather stupidly.

No.

I just think you're rather underestimating yourself.

Jerry, I've got to do something.

I'd like to help, but I can't think of anything we can do.

Well, you don't want him to marry Elizabeth, do you?

Well, then, Jerry, think.

In a month or two, we shan't have the chance.

Detective Inspector Minter, madam. I'd like a word with you, if I may.

Come in, would you?

Thank you.

Well, good morning, Inspector.

Good morning, Mr. Hamilton.

Oh, so you know each other already.

Oh, yes, I was up at the house when the Inspector was making his routine

inquiries. I suppose you're here on the same business.

I am, sir, yes.

Well, I'll clear off out of your way.

I just popped up to see Mrs. Weyman. Say hello.

Morning, gentlemen.

Goodbye, sir. I'll see you out. Oh, no, please don't bother.

Goodbye.

Well, do sit down, won't you? Thank you.

I'm afraid I...

I only heard about these accidents yesterday for the first time.

Don't really see what use I can be to you.

I'll come straight to the point, Mrs. Wayman.

There are two possible reasons for these attempts on your husband's life.

Revenge and financial gain.

Both could well apply to you.

But that's ridiculous.

I don't consider it ridiculous, Mrs. Wayman.

I mean, how do you know that Frank's speaking the truth?

After all, he always did exaggerate everything.

Even the murder of Michael Fraser?

But I... When?

Last night.

Do you think there's some connection with Frank?

I'm sure of it, Mrs. Wayman.

Why did you visit your husband yesterday?

I needed money.

Not that my journey did me any good.

Your husband tells me that you refused to divorce him.

That's right.

I'm making her wait.

Miss Gray?

Yes.

She wants me to divorce Frank so that she can get everything.

But if your husband died before he remarried, surely you would still

benefit under his will?

Oh, no, Inspector, you're making a mistake there.

I stand to gain nothing.

When I left Frank, I still owned quite a lot of shares in one of his companies.

About a year ago, he came to me and asked me to sell them to him. He needed

them to keep control of the company.

He treated me like a business associate.

I resented his attitude, and I refused.

We both lost our heads, and in a fit of temper, I sold the shares elsewhere.

The result was that Frank lost the company, and he lost a lot of money as

well.

Up to that time, he hadn't made a will. I should have got everything.

But on account of what he called my disloyalty, he had a will drawn up.

Cutting you out.

That's right, Inspector.

I get nothing.

All goes to Elizabeth Grey.

Back to Weyman's place, sir? No, I want you to go to London and check up on

Elliot's story and find out what you can about Mrs. Weyman. Yes.

Oh, and I want a lab report on the murder knife. Come on, I'll drop you off

at the station.

What'll it be, sir?

Half a bit, please. Best? Yes, please.

How much is that?

A shilling, please, sir.

Thank you. Thank you.

We can't go on like this. I know. I told you all along. You've got to listen to

me. Why? Because I know best. Do you? Do you really, Jerry?

Oh, how many more times have I got to tell you?

It just won't work.

No, Liz.

I'll join you.

Oh, yes, I'm sorry. I was thinking about something. Please do.

You went away long?

No, it's more peaceful here.

I suppose you saw Liz just now.

Yes. She didn't look very happy.

We were having a row, I'm afraid.

The fact is that I'm in love with her.

Unfortunately, she doesn't feel the same way about me.

Rather a mess, I'm afraid.

I take it Frank Wayman knows nothing of this?

He'd go crazy if he knew.

That's why I lied to you about seeing Liz with me at the garage.

It's all above board. It's just that I didn't want Frank to know. He's so damn

jealous.

Mrs. Wayman knows.

Don't ask me how.

Woman's intuition, I think.

She thinks I can stop this marriage, but I told her there's nothing I can do.

She sure was.

Yeah, life can be very complicated.

Very.

Anything on the murder yet?

I didn't notice anything in the papers.

I'll get hold of it tomorrow.

Oh?

Did you know that if Wayman dies, the bulk of his estate goes to Miss Gray?

Well, yes, as a matter of fact, I did.

I mean, Liz never made any secret of it. She tried to make Frank alter his will.

The fact remains that she stands to gain more than anybody else from his death.

I'm telling you this in strict confidence because there may come a time

when I shall need your help.

Yes. Yes, of course.

Thank you.

I never thought the day would come when I'd find myself in this state.

I keep asking myself, why?

Why should this be happening to me?

Frank, I've been thinking, why don't you go away for a few days? At least until

all this mess is cleared up.

I've never run away from anything, Elizabeth.

I'm not starting now.

Inspector Minter, sir.

Come in, Minter.

Afternoon.

Excuse me.

There's no need for you to go, Elizabeth.

Well, have you found anything?

Not yet.

That's a fine attitude.

What would you prefer me to say? I'd prefer some sort of action.

What time did Jerry say be here?

Half past two.

Let's go on out now.

I'll be down at the river.

He's very nervous, Inspector.

Policemen have got very thick skins, Miss Gray. We need him in this job.

You see, Frank's a very forceful man.

That's why he's got where he is. It's not easy for him to sit back and let

someone else take his place.

This time it looks as if he'll have to.

Oh, here's Jerry now.

Frank has just bought a new boat.

Jerry's come to look at it. They're boat mad.

Yeah, so I've noticed.

I expect they'll try it out. Why don't you come and watch?

Oh, thanks. I'll be down in a minute.

Well, Jerry, what do you think?

Fine. Very fine indeed.

You tried it yet?

Not yet, no. Why don't you have a go?

Now, remember, Frank, don't give her too much gun till you've got the feel of the

engine. She's much more powerful than the one you're used to.

She better be. The money I paid for her.

Hello, Liz. Brought the champagne?

Hello, Jerry.

Going my way?

Like a ride?

I'd love one.

Hop in.

Now, don't forget, Frank.

Give yourself time to get used to her.

Hello, Inspector.

You want a ride, too?

I'm trying to carry out a murder investigation.

Unfortunately, I have to take time off while you play.

Oh, it's like that, is it?

Frank's got more than enough troubles, Inspector.

If he didn't relax once in a while like this, he'd go out of his mind.

Wayman's a lucky man marrying Miss Graves. She's very attractive.

Yes.

You know, I'm surprised she's marrying a man so much older than herself.

She knows what she wants, Inspector.

I should know that more than anybody.

Here they come.

They're in trouble, Inspector.

Cut the box, Inspector.

I'll tell you.

Are they all right?

Yeah, just shocked.

So much for messing about in boats.

Could have been a nasty accident.

But it wasn't an accident.

This engine's been tampered with.

Look.

There's a small piece of magnesium paper being put across the throttle.

And when the throttle was opened up wide, the paper would have split and

sent out a spark.

Like a Christmas cracker. Exactly.

And the petrol lead was loosened.

And this was wrapped around it.

These engines are run on a mixture of petrol and oil.

I have a feeling Frank put in too much oil.

If this waste had been soaked in pure petrol, the whole thing would have gone

up before I got near them.

You sure of all this?

Absolutely.

I checked the engine myself before they went out.

The boat was delivered yesterday?

Yesterday afternoon.

So it could have been tampered with any time since then?

Easily.

Luckily, it's a pretty crude job.

Anyone with an elementary knowledge of mechanics could have rigged it.

It might have been crude. It would have been very effective if you hadn't been

here.

They both have been killed, Inspector.

Both of them.

Just got back?

Yes, sir.

I phoned the house from the station and they told me you'd gone to the village.

So I called in at Hamilton's garage and he told me you were here.

That was very clever, Sergeant.

He tells me you had a bit of excitement this afternoon.

You could call it that.

What excitement did you have?

Well, I checked the old man's story. The old man?

Mr. Elliot. Well, say so.

I checked Mr. Elliot's story. Everything he says about his set-up with Wayman is

true. He's taken over five companies in the past year.

What about Mrs. Wayman?

She did sell a lot of shares, and she sold them to Elliot.

Could be coincidence.

She also has a substantial life insurance on her husband.

Any report on the knife?

They found a small section of a dab on the hilt. Too small to check, unless we

can give them one to match on.

Well, we'd better, wouldn't we?

Now, when we find who's trying to kill Wayman, we find Fraser's murderer.

Who are our suspects?

Elliot, for revenge.

Mrs. Wayman, jealousy, and that insurance policy.

Miss Gray, the will.

Hamilton, jealous, but unlikely to cure for it.

And Fraser, the original suspect, who's dead anyway. We can eliminate Miss Gray.

If she knew that boat was rigged to blow Wayman sky-high, she wouldn't have been

on it.

Then who do you fancy?

I'd say Mrs. Wayman. Why would she kill Fraser?

You do me the honor and I'll tell you what I think.

I expect he's out on a job.

We'll wait.

Financial Times.

Look at the pencil marks on this page.

Hamilton makes quite an interest in the stock market.

Just like most of us, he likes to dream.

Inspector. Yes?

Remember when I saw that bank manager?

He told me that Fraser deposited £100 in cash on the 26th of each month.

Regular as clockwork, he said. Well?

The 26th of each month.

Inspector. Oh, good evening, sir. Is that all you've got to say?

Well, I... This afternoon, another attempt was made on my life. And all

you've done is wander around the village.

I've a damn good mind to get on to your superintendent and tell him exactly

what's going on.

You think I've been wasting my time? Yes.

Well, by all means, phone Superintendent Ellis. I'm sure he'd be very interested

in what you have to say.

Yes.

Yes, I will. Before you do, sir, I think I ought to tell you that my sergeant is

just checking some final details.

If the results are positive...

I should be making an arrest.

Sergeant Bennett.

Hello, Sergeant.

I checked the fingerprints you brought in. One of them matches the small

section on the knife.

Good. Thanks. And thank you for being so quick. Good night.

Good night.

Larkswood, 1095.

Oh, hello, Sergeant.

Sergeant Bennett. Thank you.

Yes, Bennett. The prints match, sir.

Good.

You know what to do.

Right.

I promise you everything is going to be all right.

Well, did your sergeant tell you what he wanted to know?

He did, sir. Then when can I expect an arrest?

Very shortly.

There's just one more call I've got to make, and I'd like you and Miss Gray to

come with me.

Come with you?

Where? I want to talk to a man named Elliot.

Elliot? Yes, he lives in a house across the river.

Oh, good evening.

Oh, good evening. I'm afraid no one's at home, Mr. Hamilton.

Both Mr. Wayman and Miss Gray went out with the inspector.

Oh, did they say where?

To see Mr.

Elliot, I believe.

Oh.

Oh, well, tell Mr. Wayman I called, will you? Yes, certainly.

Good night. Good night, Mr. Hamilton.

All this time you've been living here, and I never realized.

I made quite sure you'd never find out, Frank.

If the unforeseen hadn't occurred, you still wouldn't know.

Arthur, I swear I didn't know what had happened. I thought you were dead.

Far from dead, Frank.

And all the time you've been slowly bleeding me dry.

I should be the last one to blame you.

I'd have done the same, I suppose.

Gentlemen, now that the reunion is over, we better get down to business.

Let's take it from the beginning.

I was called down here to investigate alleged murder attempts upon Mr. Wayman.

Now, who would benefit from his accidental death?

First, there's Mrs. Wayman.

Everyone knows that she was jealous of your associations.

Secondly...

And lastly, we come to Miss Gray.

But that's insane.

Of course it is. Is it?

Don't forget the will.

Aren't you forgetting that Miss Gray was nearly killed herself this afternoon?

No, but she wasn't killed or even injured, was she, Mr. Wayman?

I'm glad you have a sense of humor, Inspector.

But, Inspector, where does Fraser fit into all this?

Why was he killed?

I think Fraser was killed by mistake.

I'm pretty certain he was going to tell me about your relationship with Mr.

Wayman.

But the killer thought he was going to tell me something else.

Which was?

Why he had been blackmailing Miss Gray for the past year.

You see, he knew that she and Jerry Hamilton are married.

Not yet, sir.

Let's go inside, shall we?

Ah, Mr. Hamilton.

We seem to have made quite a habit of bumping into each other.

Elizabeth.

Mr. Wayman, I think I'm right in saying that Miss Gray was mainly instrumental

in persuading you to lend Hamilton fairly large sums of money.

Well, yes.

She said he needed it for his business.

The usual story?

Yes, sir. I checked the files and found they worked the game several times

before. Different names, but the descriptions fit exactly.

Fraser had stumbled onto their racket somehow and was blackmailing Hamilton to

the tune of 100 pounds each month.

Staring at me, fool.

The usual practice was to soak the clients for all they were worth and then

clear off before things got too difficult.

Unfortunately, the will was too much to pass up.

But at the same time, thanks to Mr. Elliot's efforts,

the wayman fortune was dwindling daily.

So the attempted accidents were speeded up.

You were far too greedy.

But this afternoon, the boat...

Oh, I deliberately let Hamilton know that I suspected Miss Gray, and he

obliged by providing the accident to clear her of suspicion.

I wasn't very clever.

All right, Inspector.

So we have been taking him for a ride.

All you can prove is fraud.

You try and prove anything else.

I will.

We took some fingerprints in your garage.

They match those found on the knife that killed Fraser.

Hamilton,

this won't help.

Shut up! I'll get the car.

You stay where you are.

I told you before, we should have gone out long ago.

Now I'm going to get out on my own.

Watch it!

Watch it!

You'll be the first one to get it.

All right, Sergeant.

All right, take him out.

Elizabeth, I can't believe it. Tell them it was him. What do you think I wanted

with you?

You old fool.

Thank you.

You know, sir, ten years is a long time to hold a grudge.