Tell me, what newspaper do you work for, Mr Hewson?’
‘Oh, I work for any newspaper that takes what I write,’ said Hewson carefully: ‘I know that I can easily sell this story. The Morning Times takes anything to do with murderers. Just think: “A Night with Marriner’s Murderers”. Every newspaper is going to want that!’
Marriner thought for a minute. ‘Very well, Mr Hewson, let’s say this. If your story comes out in The Morning Times, there’s five pounds waiting for you here the next day. But please understand it’s not easy, what you want to do. I know all about your waxworks, you see. I walk past them hundreds of times every day. But spend a night down there with all those figures? No thank you!’
‘Why not?’ asked Hewson.
‘It’s difficult to say. I don’t like the idea, that’s all. You’re not going to have an easy night, you know.’
