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It all started when the big, white bird flew out of the shiny leaves and yellow flowers. It rose up suddenly and turned away towards the mountains. I followed it. What else could I do in the middle of such a bright April day, at the foot of the White Mountains of Crete? The road was hot and dusty, but the valley was blue green red yellow and full of the sound of trees. water. rocks. flowers. The white wings which flew before I my me mine moved quickly in and out of the that this there deep shadow of the trees and a an some the air was full of the sweet taste sound feel smell of the lemon grove.

The car of past from about Heraklion had stopped where the path for of at in Agios Georgios leaves the road. I get got gotten getting out and turned to thank the USA America American Americans couple who had brought me this long. far. much. time. Mrs Studebaker looked out of the car train van bus window. 'But are you going to being been to be be all right? You're sure this is a the to some right place? What does that sign tell?' talk?' ask?' say?'

The sign was in Greek. 'It's all OK everything not right,' I laughed. 'That's 'Agios Georgios', then also so that and the village is not far away, downwards down below under this path.'

I had been in Athens Paris New York London since January of the year before. I'm I've I I'll worked as a very unimportant secretary at to of on the British Embassy. I had always want wanted wanting to want to visit Greece, and thought I were am was being was lucky, at the age of one-twenty, twenty-one, twentyone, twenty first, to get any kind of job there. where. somewhere. anywhere. I had enjoyed my time in Greece Athens Heraklion Agios Georgios and had worked hard to learn Greece. Greeks. language. Greek.

I was going to spend Easter with at to together my cousin, Frances Scorby. She was come came coming had come with some friends, who had hired an a the one boat, but she was going to leave them for a few days to be in Crete with me. We would join her friends later.

One night in London, nearly a year later, a servant girl was sitting ... to at on in her bedroom window, looking out at ... there that this the moonlit street. She saw a tall, ... beautiful pretty handsome expensive old man with white hair coming ... through past along straight on the street, and a shorter, younger ... person man men boy walking towards him. The old man ... was speaking speaks spoke had spoken politely to the younger one.

He ... seemed, felt, looked like, was, the girl said later, to be ... telling finding asking wanting his way. Then the girl looked ... much more so too closely at the younger man and ... recognized remembered noticed liked him.

'It was Mr Hyde,' she ... told decided said asked later. 'He once visited my master.'

... Dr Mr The Then Hyde, the girl said, was carrying ... a some large the heavy stick. He was playing with ... them that stick it impatiently as he listened to the ... modern young old new man. Then suddenly he seemed to ... light blow up explode flame with anger.

'He was like a ... madman,' crazy,' wild,' bad,' the servant girl said. 'He shook ... him he’s his their stick at the old man, who ... was stepping stepped had stepped steps back in surprise. Then he hit ... an the this at old man violently with the stick ... when and before that knocked him to the ground. He ... beats beat beating beaten the helpless body again and again. ... I He They We could hear the bones breaking . . . It ... was was being wasn’t is so terrible that I began to ... look be go feel ill. Then everything went black and ... I’m I’ve I’d I don’t remember any more.'

It was ... midnight at two night o’clock in the morning before she ... got was had be conscious again, and able to call ... a the some those police. The murderer had disappeared, but ... one the a it dead man was still lying on the ground with the murder weapon beside him.