DAN: I should say so! They can't hardly wait for the latest on the
case in this house, sir.

BELSIZE: Ah, well, it's only natural.... I got a bit of a funny feeling
bottom of my spine myself crossing by the rubbish-heap.

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?