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悬疑（第2页）
Hehadelymotionless，ahisheaddownsothatthelightfromthelampbesidehimfellacrosstheupperpartofhisfagthedmouthinshadow。Sheherewasalittlemusgheerofhislefteye。
“Thisisgoiofashoafraid，”hesaid。“ButI’vethoughtaboutitagooddealaheonlythingtodoistellyhtaeyouwooomuch。”
Aoldher。Itdidn’ttakelong，fourorfivemi，andshesayverystillthroughitall，watghimwithakindofdazedhorrorashewentfurtherandfurtherawayfromherwitheachword。
“Sothereitis，”headded。“AndIknowit’skindofabadtimetobetellingyou，buttheresimplywasn’tanyotherway。iveyoumoneyandseeyou’relookedafter。Buttherereallybeanyfuss。Ihopenotanyway。Itwouldn’tbeverygoodformyjob。”
&instinottobelieveanyofit，torejectitall。Itoccurredtoherthatperhapshehadn’tevesheherselfhadimagihing。Maybe，ifshewentaboutherbusinessahoughshehadeer，wheofwokeupagaifihadeverhappened。
“I’llgetthesupper，”shemaowhisper，andthistimehedidn’tstopher。
Whenshewalkedacrosstheroomshe’tfeelherfeettougthefloor。She’tfeelanythingatall-exceptaslightnauseaaovwasautomatithestepstothecellar，thelightswitch，thedeepfreeze，thehaheettakingholdofthefirstobjectitmet。Shelifteditout，a。Itaper，soshetookoffthepaperaagain。
Alegoflamb。
Allrightthen，theywouldhavelambforsupper。Shecarrieditupstairs，holdihiwithbothherhands，ahroughtheliving-room，shesawhimstaheithhisbacktoher，aopped。
“Fod’ssake，”hesaid，hearinround。“Don’tmakesupperforme。I’mgoingout。”
Atthatpoint，MaryMaloneysimplybehindhimandausesheswungthebigfrozenlegoflambhighintheairandbroughtitdownashardasshethebackofhishead。
&justaswellhavehithimwithasteelclub。
&eppedbackapag，ahingwasthatheremaialeastfourorfivesetlyswaying。Thenhecrashedtothecarpet。
Thevioleheable，helpedbriofheshock。Shecameoutslowly，feelingdsurprised，aoodforawhileblinkiillholdingtheridiculouspieeattightwithbothhands。
Allright，shetoldherself。SoI’vekilledhim。
Itwasextraordinary，now，howclearhermindbecameallofasuddehi。Asthewifeofadetective，shekeenaltywouldbe。Thatwasfimadeoher。Infact，itwouldbearelief。Oherhand，whataboutthechild?Whatwerethelawsaboutmurdererswithunborheykillthemboth-motherandchild?Ordidtheywaituhmonth?Whatdidtheydo?
MaryMaloknow。Aainlyaredtotakeace。
Shecarriedthemeati，plaapaheovenonhigh，aihenshewashedherhandsandranupstairstothebedroom。Shesatdowhemirror，tidiedherhair，touchedupherlopsariedasmile。Itcameoutratherpeculiar。Shetriedagain。
“HulloSam，”shesaidbrightly，aloud。
Thevoidedpeculiartoo。
“Iotatoesplease，Sam。Yes，andIthinkaofpeas。”
Thatwasbetter。Boththesmileandthevoutbetternow。
Sherehearseditseveraltimesmore。Thensherandownstairs，tookhertoutthebackdoor，downthegarden，i。
Itwasn’tsixo’clodthelightswerestilloninthegroceryshop。
“HulloSam，”shesaidbrightly，smilingatthemaheter。
“Why，goodevening，Mrs。Maloney。How’reyou?”
“Iotatoesplease，Sam。Yes，andIthinkaofpeas。”
&urnedandreachedupbehindhimohepeas。
“Patrick’vedecidedhe’stiredatoeatouttooldhim。“WeusuallygooutThursdays，youknow，amewithoutaablesinthehouse。”
“Thenhowaboutmeat，Mrs。Maloney?”
“，thanks。Igotanibfromthefreezer。”
“Oh。”
“Idon’tknowmuchlikegitfrozen，Sam，butI’mtakingaitthistime。Youthinkit’llbeallright?”
“Personally，”thegrocersaid，“Idomakesanydifference。YouwanttheseIdahopotatoes?”
“Ohyes，that’llbefiwoofthose。”
“Ahegrocercockedhisheadononeside，lookingatherpleasantly。“Howaboutafterwards?Whatyougoingtogivehimforafter>
