What Men Say (35 page)

Then I went into the English department at Fitzroy last week and someone happened to mention
Inspector Morse.
I rang up the TV company who make it, found a really helpful woman and asked if they had been filming in Oxford that day. They had, and they let me go up on Thursday and look at what they shot. Bridget's actually in the film, thank God she wasn't the face on the cutting-room floor, and you can quite
clearly see her crossing the road. The scene was filmed between four and four thirty, the producer thinks four fifteen is the likeliest time. Of course we can't
prove
she didn't rush back to college from Little Clarendon Street, pick up her car, drive home, take Paula's call, go and pick her up from the A34 (the police have found Paula's prints on a phone four or five miles south of the ring road), take her home and bash her on the head—but I did the round trip with Bridget's solicitor and it took us an hour and three-quarters.

We've just been notified of the trial date, it's been set down for mid-February. I know you can't write anything before then, but do you think the paper will let you cover it, just in case anything goes wrong? Bridget's solicitor will be delighted with this stuff you've dug up, I'm so grateful, but you never know with a jury. I hardly dare think of it, Bridget and I haven't talked about it at all, but a murder conviction does still carry a mandatory life sentence. One other piece of news, by the way—they've finally agreed to drop the charges against me, aiding and abetting a fugitive or whatever it was. Bridget told them I was about to take her to hospital when they arrived, and of course she very nearly did lose the baby.

I hope you have a good trip to Zagreb. If you ran up any expenses in Boston, phone calls and so on, let me know and I'll send you a check. Ring me as soon as you get back—I'm at St. Frideswide's on Mondays and Wednesdays, London on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and at home on Fridays.

Love and thanks from Loretta

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