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I ask you now about a visit

to consult an attorney.

Mr. Prescott came out of his house

If the court please,

Again, I say, that is my private affair.

the man you injured--

And he wanted me to be satisfied with a lousy 10 percent.

But remember what the man said:

so I went upstairs to her room and I packed her bag.

All right. Open up.

Now, listen to me, Ruth.

What am I gonna do?

Uh-huh. I also picked up something else.

Yes, sir. Did you subsequently,

As a matter of fact I couldn't be better.

And he thought you wanted them all monogrammed M.S.

and any possible tie-up between him and Walter Prescott.

When would I hit him?

She was moving out?

then he must have treated--

I'd have to fight it, Ruth.

if it wasn't when you hit him?

About 40,000, right?

Trunks containing furs worth thousands of dollars.

any more witnesses in case there was any trouble.

After Jonson crashed into his car,

But if she hides-- I don't want her to broadcast

He was top investigator for the board of fire underwriters.

That's right. Lieutenant Tragg.

I knocked. There was no answer.

on the grounds that it may incriminate me.

Come on, where is she, Perry?

You're not making sense.

the defendant in this case.

Lieutenant Tragg?

That's fairly obvious.

time the duration of this trip?

the door wasn't locked,

You need a warrant. I've got it.

I refuse to answer

I have no further questions of the witness, Your Honor.

BRICE: Lieutenant.

That crazy dame thinks

Now, when did you last speak to Mr. Prescott?

Yes, I'll wait.

I wrote them to Ruth before she was married.

Will you take the stand, Mr. Jonson?

that she's planning on leaving town.

Well, uh, how can I tell which are hers?

those scratches and bruises on his face?

Now he meets a violent end.

with Mr. Prescott dead on the floor.

He hasn't been dead long.