ABBERLINE: I knew I was embarking on another wild goose chase.
KELLY: It must have been quite a trip. You came down here from Bournemouth, right?
ABBERLINE: Did you learn that here? At the asylum?
KELLY: Hell, took me two days to get down here from London. Course, I was walkin’. I’m sure you came much faster.
ABBERLINE: It still took me most of the morning.
KELLY: Why would you do that to yourself? I bet there’s a whole mess’a clocks that need fixin’.
ABBERLINE: A colleague of mine happened to be visiting the day your letter arrived. He was quite enamored with you back then.
KELLY: What got him so excited?
ABBERLINE: He seems to think you stuck around London after you escaped.
KELLY: But you wouldn’t even consider it.
ABBERLINE: If I were you, I’d be on a tramp ship for America the next day.
KELLY: I didn’t want to leave London, Inspector. I didn’t know anything else. I only went to America when I was finished here.
ABBERLINE: How could I forget? You had important work to do.
KELLY: If you don’t believe me, why’d you come down here?
ABBERLINE: Two hours of pleading and a bottle of expensive Scotch. Nothing more.
KELLY: And you know I ain’t tellin’ the truth?
ABBERLINE: I suppose I can tell an honest face.
KELLY: You didn’t know I was lying when you caught me.
ABBERLINE: I never caught Jack the Ripper.
Continued Thursday
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