Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

To the roof! I have an idea.

What manner of instruments are these?

You're just in time to have your head cut off.

Nor would you be, but that the servant girl has vanished.

Really? Why is that?

Yes, and a brave one, too. But I cannot be the one to look after you.

- There's something under here. - What is it?

MY VERIFIED CHECKMARK IT PROTECTS ME FROM THE TWITTER TROLLS

But it needs no stitch, and there's hardly a loss of blood.

And Notary Hardenbrook concealed the documents,

Climb down to the Horseman's resting place.

But you have no one to serve you. I am your man, sir.

this fine fellow is James Hardenbrook, our notary.

- Is he dead? - That's the problem.

- She will not see you. - Did she say anything?

Katrina, I tried to stop Brom, but...

But unlike his compatriots, who came for money,

It shows there was a powerful, singular thrust to the neck.

Peter Van Garrett.

Come, come. We'll have no raised voices.

Yes, do run, and jump, and skip.

Thank you, sir.

raised from the grave to chop heads.

- Do you think me wicked? - No.

- What happened? - We're leaving now.

- What have you there? - Evidence. I'm sorry, I must ask you...

God rest Jonathan Masbath.

Well, then I have something for you.

There is a conspiracy here! and I will shake it out!

Monster Word: Headless Horseman.

- Burn it. - Yes, sir.

- Murdered by... - Murdered to save her soul