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  • "Quick! Come quick! Patrick's dead!"
  • "It's there now, cooking"
  • "I'm afraid he is. What happened?"
  • "It's the old story, get the weapon, and you've got the man."
  • She put the parcel down on the table and went through into the living room; and 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. All the old love and longing for him welled up inside her, and she ran over to him, knelt down beside him, and began to cry her heart out. It was easy. No acting was necessary. (Dahl, 5)
  • "Jack, would you mind giving me a drink? Why don't you have one yourself. You must be awfully tired. Please do. You've been very good to me."
  • "Well, It's not strictly allowed, but I might take just a drop to keep me going."
  • There was a great deal of whispering and muttering beside the corpse, and the detectives kept asking her a lot of questions. But they always treated her kindly. She told her story again, this time right from the beginning, when Patrick had come in, and she was sewing, and he was tired, so tired he hadn't wanted to go out for supper. (Dahl, 5) 
  • "Would you do me a small favor-you and these others? Why don't you eat up that lamb that's in the oven."
  • "Look, Mrs, Maloney. You know that oven of yours is still on, and the meat is still inside."
  • Her husband, he told her, had been killed by a blow on the back of the head administered with a heavy blunt instrument, almost certainly a large piece of metal. (Dahl, 6)
  • "Probably right under our very noses. What you think, Jack?"
  • "Personally, I think it's right here on the premises."
  • It began to get late, nearly nine she noticed by the clock on the mantle. The four men searching the rooms seemed to be growing weary, a trifle exasperated. (Dahl, 6-7)
  • One by one the others came in and were persuaded to take a little nip of whiskey. They stood around rather awkwardly with the drinks in their hands, uncomfortable in her presence, trying to say consoling things to her. (Dahl, 7)
  • The woman stayed where she was, listening to them speaking among themselves, their voices thick and sloppy because their mouths were filled with meat. (Dahl, 7-8)
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