This sort of act is typical
of the short sighted cunning...

that goes with paranoid behaviour.
We're wasting time,
his room is upstairs.

This is Dr. Petersen.
-These gentlemen are from the police.
-The police?

-What has happened?
-Nothing to be alarmed about.

Our Dr. Edwardes
is a paranoid impostor.

And is very likely guilty of having
murdered Edwardes...

he's disappeared.
He is not in his room?
-You left him in his room?

Did he say anything? About himself,
about why he broke down?

No, he wasn't himself, he was
unable to speak coherently.

You don't seem surprised to hear that
he's a fake and maybe a murderer.

I'm used to surprises
in my work.

You suspected something?
No. I thought his collapse
due to mental strain.

That's a funny diagnosis for a fellow
who's just come from vacation.

I made no diagnosis, I was shocked
he collapsed. I didn't think.

We're all pretty shocked, Sheriff,
the fellow took us all in...

all except Dr. Mercheson.
And he didn't say anything to
give you an idea where he went?

He may be hanging around, we'll have
to go over the grounds first.

I'm sorry this has happened
to you, Constance...

I felt like warning you about him
but I wasn't certain.

Don't worry, it's not your fault.
They're bound to find him.

I'll keep you informed
of the police activities.