BELSIZE (_politely_): Really--
MRS. BRAMSON: And what d'you expect the policeman to do about it?
HUBERT: Well, it was very interesting, he said. Bit ghoulish, of
course--
BELSIZE: I expect so.... (_Getting down to business_) Now I wonder
if any of you've seen anything in the least out of the ordinary round
here lately? Anybody called--anybody strange wandering about in the
woods--overheard anything?
_They look at one another._
MRS. BRAMSON: The only visitor's been the doctor--and the district
nurse.
MRS. TERENCE: Been ever so gay.
HUBERT: As a matter of fact, funny thing did happen to me. Tuesday
afternoon it was, I remember now.
BELSIZE: Oh?
HUBERT (_graphically_): I was walking back to my cottage from
golf, and I heard something moving stealthily behind a tree, or a bush,
or something.
BELSIZE (_interested_): Oh, yes?
HUBERT: Turned out to be a squirrel.
MRS. BRAMSON (_in disgust_): Oh!...
HUBERT: No bigger than my hand! Funny thing to happen, I thought.
BELSIZE: Very funny. Anything else?
HUBERT: Not a thing.
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