It's one of the biggest places in that part of the country, and you can't beat it for beauty.

so I'll play the part of a devoted wife, mistress of your precious Manderley.

He broke one of the ports and looked into the cabin.

Either one of you got the room next to her?

No one ever got the better of her, never, never.

Well, I-I put them at the back of one of the drawers in the writing desk.

Suppose one of us has it. You know, like the man says.

It said, a friend of the bosom.

But there's one more thing you'll want to know: The name of the murderer.

I've always heard of the Manderley Ball. Now I'm really going to see one.

He was there, too. A little less hair, but it's the same one.

I bluffed the old man out of the last pot with a pair of deuces.

of stealing a valuable ornament from the morning room.

Your husband possessed a ticket of passage on the Maranguape.

- No, but I'll go get a coat. - There's a heap of mackintoshes in the flower room.

and we know how to deal with it in our part of the worid, strange as it may seem to you.

I can't think of a reason in the world why you should.

If one of us did that, he wouldn't hang around waiting for the other two to figure it out.

I usually sing a medley of old favorites when I'm in the shower.

- Go down and tell the porter to take everything out of the car. - Just a minute.