Jeremy
Right, eh? See how easily I solve the most difficult puzzles.
Trippet
But, you haven't said how we'll do it.
Jeremy Right. How to do it? Listen, hasn't some rich person recently died at their hands?
Trippet
The Judge. Judge Glanville.
Jeremy That's our luck! All we have to do is to tell the Doctor that Flem says it was the Doctor's prescription that killed the patient. At the same time, we tell Mr. Flem that the Doctor is blaming everything on the way the prescription was compounded.
Worthy
I like that idea.
Trippet
Won't work.
Harriet
Why not?
Trippet I tell you, it won't work. Mr. Flem and Dr. Peacock are too hand-in- glove. For twenty years they've been killing people—some of the nicest people in this city—and they never quarrel over it. And you think they're going to quarrel over a mere magistrate. Why, they've done in lords and ladies.
Jeremy
I've got another idea. This one is matchless. Is it true that Doctor
Peacock has an insurance policy on some peasant?