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Happy ending?

No visits, no questions, no problems! And I will be able to feel myself relaxed, never ever change my identity again… Greece is going to be perfect.

Oh! But…the police! No! Again! I knew it! Are they going to arrest me?

The last will

Well, now I can call Mr. Greenleaf and tell him I have found something when packaging Dickie’s pertinences. Do not open it until June (only do it if you have no news about me). It sounds impeccable. I’m going to be rich!!!!!

Waiting for a leaving

Couldn’t I read relaxed? Wasn’t she leaving? And now the rings…They all could have suspected something… but no. It seems that this point has reinforced the idea of suicide, so that’s perfect! Now I only need them to come back home.

Mr. Greenleaf in Venice

Mr. Greenleaf seemed too worried when he called me yesterday; the police think Dickie is dead by suicide, and that is good. But this is why he is here now! And that private detective… I ought to avoid him and his questions: what if Dickie isn’t dead, but hidden?

Unexpected visit

Oh no! Marge again!... God, I cannot stand it. What about the house? She is asking too much and looks suspicious about it, of course. Well, I can say I have decided to spend all my money, so this is what I’m going to tell; at least, it’s not exactly false. If he knew about Dickie’s will… I definitely hate her!!!
And I don’t want to go to that stupid party tomorrow… this is what happens when you have been Dickie’s friend…

Marge's letter

Munich, 3 March 19-- Dear Tom: Thanks for your letter. It was very kind of you. I’ve answered the police in writing, and one came up to see me. I won’t be coming by Venice, but thanks for your invitation. I am going to Rome day after tomorrow to meet Dickie’s father, who is flying over. It was a good idea for you to write to him. I have come down with fever; literally enable to get out of bed for four days. I did want to say I don’t agree with you at all that Dickie might have committed suicide. He just isn’t the type. He might have been murdered in some back alley of Naples, or even in Rome., because who knows whether he got up to Rome or not after he left Sicily? I can also imagine him running out on obligations to such an extent that he’d be hiding now. I think that’s what he’s doing. I’m glad you think the forgeries are a mistake. Of the bank, I mean. So do I. Dickie has changed so much since November, it could easily have changed his handwriting, too. Nice to know your address finally. Thanks again for your letter, your advice, and invitations. Best, Marge

I think I’m also going to write to aunt Dottie…Nobody knows…what if she sends me some money?

Collaborating with police

Well… I should appear calm in front of the police, I have to be as the innocent Tom that in some way has been apart of this story…And now that he has seen the news, wants to help as much as possible…Yes!
But how could I come to solve the matter of hotels? I have never registered… Well I’m going to say I’ve been living in a modest way: sleeping where I could…
I should also do something with Marge…maybe I write to her…

Welcome Mr. Ripley!

I do not fancy being Tom again, but it is saver to be Tom Ripley than the suspicious Dickie Greenleaf. The police want to interrogate Dickie because of Miller’s murder and because of Ripley’s disappearance. Italian police believe that they have interrogated Dickie at the beginning of the month, so I will not be able to be suspected of Dickie’s death if they do not find his body. Moreover, it would be strange that the police related me with Milles’ case.

I know that is better, but it is hard to become nobody again! I will not dress expensive clothes, which is what I hate more: I will not gain money for doing nothing... unless... if Dickie disappears... I can write his will...

Calm

I am enjoying quite days in Palerm. I have no worries. I have been travelling around and visiting several places. I am wasting “my money” in good meals, carriage trips and museums tickets.

I am alone but it is not the kind of sensations that I had in Paris. I feel peaceful.

At last!

Eventually, Marge is fed up with Dickie’s behaviour! I am glad because she has realized that Dickie does not want to be with her. I do not like her and I cannot stand her stupid commentaries. I hated to mail to her... no, it does not explain my feelings... to be honest: I hate her!

Furthermore, it is not only good news because I will not have to answer to her. It is the best option because if she is angry with Dickie, she will not try to find him. I am saver now! Nowadays, I only have to watch out for the police! And I have the feeling that it will be easier than I think.

I had to do it

Why did he come? Why did he ask? I did not want to do it but he was asking and asking and he would not stop until he had found Dickie. What an uncomfortable situation! He noticed my shoes, the silver identification bracelet and the silver clip on my tie with a suspicious G. I should do it, I had to do it!

Fortunately, even though I had not planned my action I think it would go well. Alcohol, violence and a missing wallet are the perfect ingredients to make the police believe that it was a robbery.

The only problem is that I have to change my mind because the police want me to stay in Rome.

Paris

I am in Paris, at last Paris. I am enjoying the city being Dickie. Paris is just how I had imagined; perhaps it is one of the best cities in the world. The streets, the monuments… it has a special atmosphere.

I have been invited to a party by a couple with whom I was talking in a café. Tom going to a party... maybe an impossible thing, but Dickie knows how to enjoy life. I have met a lot of people there, and I have behaved as I had never behaved at a party.

Being Dickie is easier than I thought. Actually, I merit being Dickie because I spent some days practising Dickie’s voice and movements. I also trained jumping between his character and mine so I would be able to change quickly into the other character in case I needed it. Moreover, I had been polishing up Dickie’s way to write. My last chance was to enter to Paris, and I had no problems with Dickie’s passport which meant that my new hairstyle was the appropriate one.

Things are going to change

Dickie’s life… mmmm. I am exhausted but I know I have done the right thing. I couldn’t renounce to that kind of life, and Dickie was a trouble.

And now, what can I do? I can go to Paris or maybe… yes it would be better to go to Mongibello and pick up Dickie’s stuff as soon as possible. I am going to tell Marge that Dickie is in Rome at the hotel he used to go The Inghilterra and that he is going to use the American Express as a mailing address. And of course I should explain her that he may not go to Cortina with her. I could tell her that I am going back to the States on December so it would be easier to “disappear”.

San Remo

Marge and Dickie are planning to go to Cortina to sky with friends. They didn’t told me to join with them.
They are also preparing the Christmas days. Marge is full of plans about it. Dickie asked me if I’m going home on Christmas. I don’t have a home and Dickie knows it… I’m feeling alone, they are leaving me out…
I hate Dickie! I offered him my friendship and he has replied with ingratitude. I would like to be like Dickie, I could become Dickie himself, and I could do everything that DIckie did. I will kill Dickie! Now I must think how to do it!
I might kill him in our last trip, in San Remo…
Maybe in the water… maybe we can take a boat and there… Yes, I might kill him by hitting him with the oar of the boat…

Disagreement

Dickie and I were planning to go to Paris. I had a very funny idea to get there: we could go to Paris in a coffin! I had talked with someone about it and he was going to pay us for it. But when I told my idea to Dickie he thought that I was crazy. I can't believe it! We are not as close as we were.
This morning I have received a letter from Dikie’s father. He said he thinks that I haven’t been successful. He is not going to send me money anymore. I failed!
After that Dickie told me that he won’t go to Paris. Instead, he suggested to go to San Remo. Well I preferred going to Paris but…

Marge

Today Marge has been angry with us because we were planning a trip to Greek Islands. She won’t come and I have noticed that Dickie is sad. She is fed up with me! Then Dickie has gone to visit Marge at her house. I have followed him and I have observed them across the window. Dickie was kissing her! I wouldn’t have believed it possible! I have felt angry, sad… Dickie’s cheated me!
When I have arrived at Dickie’s home I have gone to his room and I have put his clothes! Then Dickie’s has entered! What a embarrassing situation! He has been very angry with me! I have been petrified…

Mongibello

I am in Mongibello! This is beautiful!
I met Dickie on the beach and I have been with him several times since that day. Dickie has a wonderful life. He is hansom, he wears expensive clothes and also two special rings that I like so much. He spends his time going to the beach, sailing with his boat... It is amazing!
He is always with a friend, Marge, but he told me that he is not falling in love with her. One day I met Dickie on the beach alone. I told him the real motive of my trip. We laughed a lot. Since that day we are closer friends. I think Marge feels a bit jealous because Dickie is spending a lot of time with me. That’s wonderful! He has offered me to move to his house. I have accepted, of course!
Tomorrow we are going to visit Naples! Marge will not come!

From Paris to Naples

I have arrived to Paris this morning but I couldn’t see anything because I had to take the train.
I could come back to Paris in the future. It must be a beautiful city.
Tomorrow I will arrive to Naples. I will take a bus to Mongibello. I have to think how I am going to appear at Dickie’s life… I must work on a plan…

The trip

I leaved this morning from New York’s port to Paris. My room is so nice; it is a first- class room!
I’m starting a new life. Whatever will happen with Dickie I am thinking not come back to America. I might get an interesting job in a hotel maybe. I will remain in Europe a few years.
I will stay in this boat for some days but I do not want to meet friends here.