Chapter 10î
I nod. “All right. We’ll manage. I don’t know how, but we will.” Just after supper, Inspector Kent comes to call on Mademoiselle LeFarge. Their wedding is only weeks away. In the great room, the inspector regales us with tales of Scotland Yard’s derring-do. We want to know about Jack the Ripper, but he politely declines to discuss it. All the while, Mademoiselle LeFarge sits near, proud that he will be hers. “Do tell us another!” we plead. “Now, I fear I shall haunt your sleep if I tell you this one,” he says, smiling wickedly. That is all it takes for us to fall into desperate pleas for more and fervent promises that we shall not wake in the night crying for help. Inspector Kent takes a sip of his tea. “This tale concerns a troupe of mummers who seem to have gone missing not too far f
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