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Murder on the Dirigible

METCALF: Yeah, you know. Who do you work for? What are you
doing on this flight?

PEABODY: Not that it’s any business of yours, but I am a
representative of the Missionary Temperance League of Pasadena. I
served many years in South America before joining the league
headquarters as a senior advisor. I may say, without undue modesty,
that thanks to my efforts many hundreds of poor village people have
been rescued from the evils of alcohol.

POMELLO: (has gotten another glass from the galley) Here’s to you,
sister!

PEABODY: (doesn’t notice Pomello) As for my being here, I’m on
my way to inspect our Northern California branch in Oakland.

METCALF: Well, that makes a little bit of sense, anyway. Now,
who’s next? (to Gross) You there: you’ve been keeping pretty quiet.

GROSS: My dear sir, I am afraid your questions by me cannot be
answered. I am a Third Reich citizen.

METCALF: A foreigner, eh? Then let’s see your passport.

GROSS: (hands passport to Metcalf) My papers in order you will
find. Also will you see to the German Embassy I am attached in
Washington, D.C. An officer of my mission must I in whose
presence be for these interrogations.

METCALF: (returns papers) So you won’t talk. That’s mighty
suspicious, Herr Gross. But you may yet decide to sing. Do any of
you other people know anything about this guy?

PEABODY: He is very rude.

METCALF: Oh, now that’s real informative, Miss Peabody. Just
what do you mean by that?

PEABODY: He interrupted my conversation with someone else.

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