“We’veasgoodasgotthestonesnow，andwe’regoingthroughto-nightforaclean-upofallthatoldmess。Westakethewholething。Getme，Bertha-thewholething！I’mshowingmyhandforthefirsttime。Cloran’sthemanthat’smakingyouwearthoseclothes；Cloran’stheonlyonewhocouldgointothewitnessboxandswearthatyouwerethewomanwhomurderedDeemer；andCloran’sthemanwhohasbeenworkinghisheadofffortwoyearstofindyou。
We’vetriedadozentimestobumphimoffinawaythatwouldmakehisdeathappeartobeduepurelytoanaccident，andwedidn’tgetawaywithit；butwecanaffordtoleavethe’accident’outofitto-night，andgothroughforkeeps-andthat’swhatwe’regoingtodo。Andoncehe’soutoftheway-bymidnight-youcanheaveGypsyNanintothediscard。“
ItseemedtoRhodaGraythathorrorhadsuddenlytakenanumbingholduponhersensibilities。Danglarwastalkingaboutmurderingsomeman，wasn’the，sothatshecouldresumeagainthepersonalityofawomanwhowasdead？Hystericallaughterrosetoherlips。Itwasonlybyafranticeffortofwillthatshecontrolledherself。
Sheseemedtospeakinvoluntarily，doubtfulalmostthatitwasherownvoicesheheard。
“I’mlistening，“shesaid；“butIwouldn’tbetoosure。Cloran’sawarybird，andthere’stheWhiteMoll。“