Don't risk it yet
"Funny thing about that Darcy. Didn't sound like an Englishman at
all..talked pretty funny...and was straight up about what he'd been
accused of. Says to me, 'I did not do it--I'm innocent--but until it's
proven, I'm willing to be guilty'. Real honest bloke...what he's doing
in a place like this, I don't know."
You and Nurse Johnson stare at each other, and Nurse Johnson says,
"You say he 'talked funny'. What did he sound like
Officer?"
"Hmmm...don't know if I can imitate it for you, ma'am...the
vowels were...inflected. I'd almost describe it as a rich, round
accent...American regional..."
"Like this?" you say, a la Mr. Anderson, thanking heaven you
have a good ear for accents.
"Yes, lassie, that's it!"
"Then he's the one we're looking for...we have the money to bail
him out...he's my husband!" Nurse Johnson exclaims joyously.
"Eh? You're Mrs. Darcy?"
"No, I'm Mrs. Anderson. Darcy is not my husband's real name...he
gave a pseudonym to keep his reputation intact..."
"Say no more," the policeman interrupts. "I'll take
care of it. You give me the money, ma'am, I'll get you your husband
back."
Within minutes, Mr. Anderson is back with you, and says he has a plan
to solve the mystery. You're ready to follow it, but when you get back
to school...
You think that maybe you should wait--after all, it's only fifty-fifty
that this Oliver Darcy character is really Mr. Anderson. For all you
know, it's just some guy who would get lucky and get out of jail
without reason if you took a gamble and lost. You and Nurse Johnson
simply sit down to try to think, but just then, the policeman on duty
says,
