Hell, we are GOOD, aren't we? Of course in another part of the wood Greenwell has already dispatched his exocet. But what of him? Here's one I ran by Sam and he says OK. As I told him, it doesn't make much sense, but that's true of the Master's films sometimes. The films look OK and this sounds OK. I got a pat on the back for my last acrostic, so... if you can do a thing once, you can do a thing twice.
Hitch’s Acrostic
Alfred, always the man who knew too much,
Loves Grace. So young and innocent she is,
Frenzy is what he feels. He has to touch.
Result? Alas, the lady vanishes.
Evidence? None. He is notorious.
Does that mean he’s a nutcase psycho? Nope.
He’s mad north by northwest like most of us.
Inspector Hound is fashioning a rope
To hang the wrong man. Maybe? Maybe not?
Clouds of suspicion drifting in and out
Have left him such a fusty, family plot,
Crying, ‘Murder, not a shadow of a doubt!’
Oh rich and strange! Oh heart and horror show!
Conclusion (with a sense of vertigo) –
Knowledge is power. Blackmail’s what we know.
16, if you want to know. One of them insinuated itself by mistake.
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