"Now and again she would glance up at the clock, but without anxiety, merely to please herself with the thought that each minute gone by made it nearer the time when he would come."
“So there it is,” he added. “And I know it’s kind of a bad time to be telling you, but there simply wasn’t any other way. Of course I’ll give you money and see you’re looked after. But there needn’t really be any fuss." he explained after asking for a divorce.
"At that point, Mary Maloney simply walked up behind him and without any pause she swung the big frozen leg of lamb high in the air and brought it down as hard as she could on the back of his head." He was dead, and she was a murder.
“Patrick’s decided he’s tired and doesn’t want to eat out tonight,” she told him. “We usually go out Thursdays, you know, and now he’s caught me without any vegetables in the house.” She lied in order to build upon her alibi.
"When she saw him lying there on the floor with his legs doubled up and one arm twisted back underneath his body, it really was rather a shock."
“Personally, I think it’s right here on the premises.” one of the officers said as they eat the murder weapon.