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悬疑（第3页）
&wouldyousuggest，Sam?”
Themanglandhisshop。“Howaboutanicebigsliceofcheeseowhelikesthat。”
&，”shesaid。“Helovesit。”
Aedandshehadpaid，sheputhtestsmileandsaid，“Thankyou，Sam。Goodnight。”
“Goodnight，Mrs。Malohankyou。”
Andoldherselfasshehurriedback，allshewasdoinguroherhusbaingforhissupper;aakeitastastyaspossiblebecausethepoormanwastired;aeredthehouse，shehappeofindanythingunusual，ic，orterrible，thennaturallyitwouldbeashodshe’dbeefranticwithgriefandhorror。Mindyou，sheegtofindanythigoihevegetables。Mrs。PatrieygoihevegetablesonThursdayeveningtocooksupperforherhusband。
That’stheway，shetoldherself。Drightandnatural。Keepthingsabsolutelynaturalandthere’llbenoneedforanyagatall。
Therefore，whehekitbythebackdoor，shewashummingalittletuoherselfandsmiling。
“Patrick!”shecalled。“Howarey?”
&heparoableahroughintothelivingroom;andwhenshesawhimlyihefloorwithhislegsdoubledupawistedbaeathhisbody，itreallywasratherashock。Alltheoldloveandlongingforhimwelledupinsideher，andsheraohim，kdownbesidehim，aocryherheartout。Itwaseasy。Noagwasnecessary。
&eslatershegotupahephohehepoli，ahemaherendanswered，she，“Quiequick!Patrick’sdead!”
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“Mrs。Maloney。Mrs。Patriey。”
“YoumeanPatriey’sdead?”
“Ithinkso，”shesobbed。“He’slyingonthefloorandIthinkhe’sdead。”
&over，”themansaid。
Thecarcameveryquidwhehefrontdoor，twopoliwalkedihemboth-sheknownearlyallthemanatthatpredshefellrightintoachair，theojoiherone，whowasalley，khebody。
“Ishedead?”shecried。
“I’mafraidheis。ened?”
Briefly，shetoldherstoingouttothegroingbaonthefloor。Whileshewastalking，dtalking，Noonandiscoveredasmallpatgealedbloodonthedeadman’shead。HeshowedittoO’Malleywhogotupatondhurriedtothephone。
Sahehouse。Firstadotwodeteeofwhomsheknowbyer，apolicephotographerarrivedandtookpidamanwhoknowaboutfis。Therewasagreatdealandmutterihedthedetectiveskeptaskiofquestions。Buttheyalwaystreatedherkiain，thistimerightfromthebegiriein，andshewassewiired，sotiredhehadogooutforsupper。Shetoldhowshe’dputthemeatiherenow，g”-andhowshe’dsloppedouttothegretables，aofindhimlyingonthefloor。
Whichgroeofthedetectivesasked。
&oldhim，aurnedahiherdeteediatelywehestreet。
Ieshewasbackageofherewasmorewhispering，andthrsheheardafewofthewhisperedphrases”……actedquitenormal……verycheerful……waogivehimagoodsupper……peas……cheesecake……impossiblethatshe……”
Afterawhile，thephotographeraordepartedandtwoothermeookthecorpseawayohenthefimaaway。Thetwodetectivesremained，andsodidthetwopoli。Theywereexallyoher，andJaaskedifshewosomewhereelse，tohersister’shouseperhaps，ortohisoouldtakecareofherandputherupfht。
No，shesaid。Shedidn’tfeelsheoveevenayardatthemoment。Wouldtheymindawfullyofshestayedjustwhereshewasuter。Shedidoogoodatthemoment，shereallydidn’t。
&shebetterliedownonthebed?”Jaasked。
No，shesaid。She’dlikethtwhereshewas，inthischair。Alittlelater，perhaps，wheer，shewouldmove。
Sotheylefthertherewhiletheywentabouttheirbusihehouse。OallyoivesaskedheraioimesJaspentlyashepassedby。Herhusbaoldher，hadbeenkilledbyablowonthebackoftheheadadmihaheavyblunti，almostlyalargepieetal。Theywerelookingfortheon。Themurderermayhavetakenitwithhim，butoherhandhemayhavethrownitawayorhiddenitsomewhereonthepremises。
“It’stheoldstory。”hesaid。“Gettheon，aheman。”
Later，oivesdsatbesideher。Didsheknow，heasked，ofanythihatcould’vebeeheon?Wouldshemindhavingalookarouhingwasmissing-averybigspanner，forexample，oraheavymetalvase。
&haveaalvases，shesaid。
“spanner?”
&hinktheyhadabigspaheremightbesomethiinthegarage。
Thesear。Shekherewereotherpolithegardenallaroundthehouse。Shecouldheartheirfootstepsonthegraveloutside，aimesshesawaflashhathes。Itbegae，nearlyicedbytheahefourmeheroomsseemedtweary，atrifleexasperated。
“Jack，”shesaid，theby。“Wouldyoumindgivingmeadrink?”
