DAN: Well, will you have a cigarette, sir?... (_His hand to his
jacket pocket_) Only a Woodbine----
BELSIZE: No, thanks.
DAN (_after a pause_): Would you like to see Mrs. Bramson, sir?
BELSIZE: Oh, plenty of time. How's she bearing up?
DAN: Well, it's been a bit of a shock for her, them finding the remains
of the lady at the bottom of her garden, you know.
BELSIZE: The remains of the lady! I wish you wouldn't talk like that.
I've seen 'em.
DAN (_looking over his shoulder at the cuttings_): Well, you see,
I haven't.
BELSIZE: You know, I don't mind telling you, they reckon the fellow
that did this job was a bloodstained clever chap.
DAN (_smiling_): You don't say?
BELSIZE (_casually_): He was blackmailing her, you know.
DAN: Tch! tch! Was he?
BELSIZE: Whoever he was.
DAN: She had a lot of fellows on a string, though, didn't she?
BELSIZE (_guardedly_): That's true.
DAN: Though this one seems to have made a bit more stir than any of the
others, don't he?
BELSIZE: Yes. (_Indicating the cuttings_) Regular film star.
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