Marlowe is hired to keep a man from getting killed, he fails miserably. In waddles The Hippo, who always laughs, even with a gun in his hand. Marlowe is shot! Get this and get it straight, crime is a sucker's road and those who travel it wind up in the gutter, the prison or the grave. There's no other end but they never learn. This time a nervous breakdown and a driving rain, a cape with a high collar and a tiny sliver of glass led me from the ballet and a beautiful dancer to the edge of a cliff and death.