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Police Officer Tidwell left the station just
after 8 a.m. on Sunday June 4. He had spent a boring night on duty and was
looking forward to his day of rest. By habit he took a short-cut down the path
behind Dugby Hall road and after a minute or two he saw a man climbing down a
drainpipe (雨水管)from an open bedroom window of Number 29. In silence, Tidwell crept
into the garden. The man reached the ground and was dusting himself down when
he felt his arm caught.
"It's 8:15 on a Sunday morning,"
said the officer, "and this sort of thing seems an unlikely adventure at
such a time. Would you mind explaining?"
The man was obviously scared but tried to keep calm. He
said, "I know what you are thinking, officer, but it isn't true. This is a
funny mistake."
"It's part of my job to take an
interest in unusual events. I think you've just left this house in a manner
other than the customary one. That may be quite innocent, but I'd like to make
sure." Tidwell took out his notebook and a pen. "Name, address and
occupation and then, please, tell me your story..."
"Charlie Crane, lorry driver, from
Nottingham, 51 Breton Street. My story..."
"Yes. What were you doing like a fly on
that wall, Mr. Crane?"
"Well, I had a breakdown yesterday and
had to stay the night here. Bed and breakfast. The land-lady's name is Mrs.
Fern. She gave me breakfast at seven, and I was out of he: mthe right way and
down at the lorry by half past seven. Only when I felt around for a cigarette
did I realize I'd left $80 in my envelope under the pillow here at number 29. I
always put it under my pillow at night. It's a habit I've got into. I even do
it at home...
"I see. Why didn't you miss it when you
went to pay Mrs.... What's her name?"
"I'd paid her last night. You've got to
pay when you take the room, see? So I came rushing back, but it's Sunday, and
she'd gone back to bed, and could I wake her? I rang the bell and banged on the
front door for ten minutes before I came round here to the back and spotted my
bedroom window still open. Up I went, then, up this pipe. It's a trick I
learned in the army. She didn't make the bed、and money was still there. You know the rest, I hope you believe it
because... "
"Mr. Crane, whatever are you doing
here? I thought you'd gone an hour ago." It was Mrs. Fem, speaking from the kitchen at the corner
of the house.