The science of speech.That""s my profession, also my hobby.Anyone can spot an Irishman or a Yorkshireman by his brogue, but I can place a man within six miles.I can place him within two miles in London.Sometimes within two streets." And he brutally criticizes Eliza""s ugly "detestable boo-hooing" and crude pronunciations:A woman who utters such disgusting and depressing noise has no right to be anywhere, no right to live."They discuss the motivations for Robie""s past crimes and career as a thief, and how he transferred trapeze artistry skills o burglary.Carroll), where he is old: "Nobody slept here for years."Lockwood cannot sleep, for the wind blows the shutter against the window all through the night.When he rises from his dusty bed to close the shutter, he hears a strange, ghostly, female voice, desperately crying: "Heathcliff.l thought it was just wonderful...Let""s see now, as l recall, your father took me to see it at the old Majestic.lt was before we were married." Liza mentioned that they had been neighbors with the Hudsons for six months and had never seen Blanche, but there were a few glances of ""Baby Jane"" - described vividly as "that fat sister slouching around...You""re a detective, darling, but she didn""t kill him." Their conversation turns to her concern about the many risky predicaments he often finds himself enmeshed in - but he evades her devoted worry:Do the police really think you shot this ""what""s-his-name""? Do they? Look at me, Sam.