"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."
Patrick is a lucky man. What a great wife.
"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."
I should probably check on dinner...
"Then she washed her hands and ran upstairs to the bedroom. She sat down before the mirror, tidied her hair, touched up her lops and face. She tried a smile. It came out rather peculiar. She tried again."
“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.”
"The detectives kept asking her a lot of questions. They always treated her kindly. She told her story again, this time right from the beginning, when Patrick had come in, and he was tired, so tired he hadn’t wanted to go out for supper."
“Whoever done it, they’re not going to be carrying a thing like that around wit them longer than they need." “Personally, I think it’s right here on the premises.” “Probably right under our very noses."