Lydia and the Long Shot

Being a private investigator means two things. You can be sure you'll run into trouble, and you can never be sure you'll get out of it. What much you can do about it, I guess, except like Julie always says.

Walk softly, Peter Troy. And now Peter Troy investigates Lydia and a long shot. Being a private investigator, I should have gotten used to it, but I never have. It never ceases to astonish me to see the length that some people will go to in order to get their hands on some money.

For instance, take for example the case of Lydia Laberton and her uncle, the 10th Baron elderly. Well, I don't know, Lydia. I suppose we'll have to do something. You should sell out, uncle. That's what?

A lot. We'll sell you a state. Oh, can't we, sir? Of course I am, sir. You could get a couple of hundred thousand for this place and live in comfort for the rest of your life.

Even comfort? What's that got to do with it? Lydia, we're talking about the elderly estate. This land's been in my family for three hundred years. Yes, it's beginning to look like a uncle. down scruffy old place they were I so I'm going to run down on the 15 things I was we didn't know days

and I'm doing what I can to make ends meet but it isn't enough is it what do you expect me to do I've opened the castle of the chorus to tramp in and out five days a week or three feelings ahead I know you don't like having a public calling all over the place I'm going to fit in your other suggestion