Mary Maloney was waiting for her husband to come home from work. Now and gain 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 to the time when he would come
"Hello darling", she said. "Hello darling", he answered. She loved him for the way he sat loosely in the chair, for the way he came in a door, or moved slowly
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.
"Why, good evening, Mrs Maloney. How are you?" "I want some potatoes please, Sam. Yes, and I think a can on peas." The man turned and reached uo behind him on the shelf for the peas.
"Quick! Come Quick! Patrick's dead!","Who's speaking?" "Mrs Maloney. Mrs Patrick Maloney." "You mean Patrick Maloney's dead?" "I think so ,"she sobbed. "Hes lying on the floor and I think he's dead." "Be right over,"the man said.
Please she begged please eat it. There was a good deal of hesitating among the four policemen, but they were clearly hungry, and in the end they were persuaded to go into the kitchen and help themselves