It was extraordinary, now, how clear her mind became all of a sudden. She began thinkingvery fast. As the wife of a detective, she knew quite well what the penalty would be. Thatwas fine. It made no difference to her. In fact, it would be a relief. On the other hand,what about the child? What were the laws about murderers with unborn children? Did theykill then both - mother and child? Or did they wait until the tenth month? What did they do?
"All right. So I've killed him.
She carried the meat into the kitchen, placed it in a pan, turned the oven on high,
"Patrick's decided he's tired and doesn't want to eat out tonight. We usually go out Thursdays, you know, and now he's caught me without any vegetables in the house."
"Goodnight, Mrs. Maloney. And thank you."
A few minutes later she got up and went to the phone. She knew the number of the police station, and when the man at the other end answered, she cried to him, "Quick! Come quick! Patrick's dead!"
"I think so. He's lying on the floor and I think he's dead."
"Personally, I think it's right here on the premises."
"Okay then. Give me some more."
She wants us to finish it. She said so. Be doing her a favor.
"Probably right under our very noses. What you think, Jack?"
And in the other room, Mary Maloney began to giggle.