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He grabbed your wrist, and the world swirled into sepia tones. You landed, dizzy, behind a large, heavy dining table. Around it sat the wealthy, smug-faced Birling family and the awkward, sobbing Gerald Croft. A bottle of port was being passed. You were invisible. The Inspector, however, was not.
“That was the infirmary,” he whispered. “A young woman just died on her way there – swallowed disinfectant. And a real inspector is on his way. To ask us some questions.” an inspector calls gcse revision
“Forget the memes,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “We have a dinner party to crash. Come with me if you want to get a Grade 9.” He grabbed your wrist, and the world swirled
Finally, Eric Birling—the alcoholic, nervous son—confessed he’d forced himself on Eva, gotten her pregnant, then stolen money from his father’s company to try to help her. A bottle of port was being passed