“Always, any time. Why, what is the matter, dear?”
“Beatrice! You don’t think Eugene killed Eric, do you?”
“Of course not! What nonsense!”
“Well, they suspect him of it, and he’s going to make up an alibi—or whatever you call it.”
“Not make one up! Don’t ever say that, Joyce. You mean, he’s going to find proof of his own testimony.”
“Yes, it’s all the same. But, oh, Beatrice, if he did do it—I can never marry him——”
“Hush, Joyce! You mustn’t talk like that! Don’t you want to save Eugene?”
“Of course I do, if he’s innocent.”
“Then believe him innocent! You wrong-minded woman, to doubt the man who loves you, at the first breath of suspicion!”
“Then is he innocent, Beatrice? Is he?”