He was.

It was an accident.

It was a revolver.

If I could...

He has been tied up.

You had friends.

He was my analyst.

The evidence was definite.

was myself.

What was your name?

Who was that?

How was the convention?

What was that?

He hadn't the faintest notion of who he was or what he was doing.

It's still a little foggy, but I do know... that Edwardes was about 50 feet ahead of me when he went over.

Oh, I didn't say I had one. I said I probably had.

You know... dragging you out of bed last night was some trouble... but it was worth it.

It was over the day his brother got but.... you didn't.

How many did you have?

Do it if you can.

It was like lightning striking.

He was taking a chance.

The man was impossible.

When he turned up his cards, they were blank.

They were on tight.

Who was it, then?

It's all gone wrong.

Remember how nice it was?

His farewell was very fast.

I wish were true.

Not if he's right.

Third...? Which was it again...?

I wish I could wake 'em up.

He was good friend of mine.

Dr. Hanish has been showing me the grounds.

Was that your first doubt?

No, he was very nice.

But yesterday you had some kind of theory.

I should have known.

And my robe. It had dark lines on it.

No, the figure was you.

He had quite a crush on you.

He was talking about fixing up the hearse.

No, you already had some.

In the old days, he would have followed.