aine wrote:"Then we make sure we are not spotted. Ha." Martin becomes enthused again at the thought of some action. "If we should split up, maybe look different; the police look for two men together, wearing those clothes that are now in the wash. We loiter near the hotel and watch those who are watching. As you say George, we must do the disguise! It will be worth it even just to mark our man for how will we know the German at the funeral? What do you say?"
"Yes! Yes!" exclaims
James Starkweather, as he becomes even more animated, pacing back and forth more furiously.
"If we're going to find this man, then I'm sure that we'll find him near the hotel, near the scene of the crime! And the disguises would help to avoid becoming ensnared by the police."
"Wait. James, you can't be serious," Moore replies.
"Even if we avoid the police--which is by no means assured--then we must all recognize that this German fellow is dangerous and could very well murder another."
Anatomist wrote:'Starkweather, Le Blanc' 'I will under no circumstances disguise myself' 'Im a professor! not a damn clown, no Sirs' 'I must insist on the funeral first, then with lowered risk, go and ask around the perimeter of the Hotel' 'The only concealment i will take is a large cloak a hat and the night'
Aine wrote:Martin shrugs, "Absolutely old chap. I will go myself tonight. I will, no doubt, see nothing but as they say: nothing ventured, nothing gained." Martin turns to Starkweather. "Sir, could I borrow some clothes from one of your petty officers? Something sea-worthy but respectable and with nothing to identify me with this ship. I will have to shave this off." He gestures to his moustache, "But it will grow back and I should look sufficiently different I hope. Once I'm dressed I will leave immediately. Are you happy I should do this Sirs?"
Moore nods and gestures towards the scientist,
"I agree with George, this is not a time for playing detective. We're scientists and explorers, not trained sleuths or fighters. And the German will very likely attend the funeral, when we will have safety in numbers. Why risk our lives with this?"
James Starkweather stops pacing, rubs at his forehead, then scowls.
"Bill. George. This is an opportunity to get at the bottom of the death of a good friend of mine. The police may never solve this crime, especially considering that we found evidence that they clearly overlooked! And that particular evidence is now no longer there for them to find." James looks over at
Martin,
"I admire your spunk, my good man, and you and I are in agreement that we need to do something, but you cannot go alone."
Professor Moore shakes his head and groans,
"James, you're not going through with this! I can't support this. This is madness!"
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Job. (the tortured one)