"I'm afraid that Spofford won't, but I will."
"'Spofford?' The man who was here?" asked Clancy.
"One of the detectives attached to the staff. Hasn't much sense of humor, I'm afraid. But it doesn't matter."
He sat down, pulling up a chair opposite her.
"I think it's mighty nice of you to call down here, Miss Deane."
"You don't think it's bold of me?" she asked.
"Hardly. Would you like to go over the Tombs?"
Clancy shuddered.
"Indeed I wouldn't!"