"What are you checking up on?"
"It couldn't have been too late because a store must have been open. We were able to buy you that set."
"Strictly your idea, Clarence. You kept on running off at the mouth about bull fiddles."
"Yes. I found out. So we went to a music store and ended up buying you a television set. Where?"
"Who can remember?" Aimee answered, enjoying Jake's misery.
"Please, Aimee," Gabby said. "This is very important."
"Why is it important? I had enough trouble with your boy friend Saturday night. I don't want no more."
"He's been getting threatening letters from a man he met some time Saturday night.... A man named Knott. Dreadful letters. We're trying to find Knott."
"Did you go to the cops?" Aimee asked sharply.
"Yes, I did."