He waved a hand. 'Never mind. It doesn't matter. Perhaps I did look guilty there for a while. In any event, it was interesting being the prime suspect for a moment or two.''If only we'd confided in one another,' I said. 'But we've never been very good at that, have we?''It could be worse. At least you've never tried to drown me in my bathtub.'I let out a sound that was some cross between a laugh and a sigh. 'Do be serious, Milo.

And so we find ourselves at the scene of another murder," Milo said, coming back to the sitting area. He didn't seem much troubled by the fact, for he lit another cigarette and settled back into his chair. I couldn't help but think that he looked particularly content.

You haven't forgotten that we're having dinner with the Belangers this evening?" I asked."Of course not," he said. "I am hoping that one of them will let slip that they killed their father and we can lay the thing to rest.

Darling, don't you think we've played detective long enough tonight?" Milo protested as we got out of the cab.