"Oh, the hell with it, I can see you don't believe a word of what I'm saying!" Sergeant Grafton: "No, don't prejudge my reactions, Amelia. Like I said, I hear about some really strange things that go on. Just tell me everything you can remember, no matter how odd it seems." Ms Amelia Bulower: "Alright, I'll try. I suppose after about ten minutes of sitting on the bench I felt the same way as I usually do. Except that I knew I was going to have to make the appointment at the Larches next day. It didn't seem like any big deal, it was as if I was going to have to go to the hairdresser or something like that. I just wouldn't mention it to my husband or anybody else, that's all." Sergeant Grafton: "I have to admit, Amelia, this is strange; the way, you're telling the story, it was as if you'd had some kind of hypnotic suggestion planted way deep in your mind. Have you ever been hypnotized previously? At a stage show or something like that?"
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