Vandervent colored.
"I—so I see," he said. That his remark was banal meant nothing to Clancy. She was versed enough in the ways of a man with a maid to be glad that Vandervent was not too glib of speech with her.
Vandervent set down the glass. He looked at her.
"If you don't care to talk, Miss Deane——"
"I do," said Clancy.
Vandervent glanced toward the window.
"Then——"
"He killed Morris Beiner," said Clancy. Vandervent started. "He confessed," said Clancy, "and then——"
There was no need to finish. Vandervent nodded. Carey had done the only possible thing.