“But you don’t think I—forged it—do you, Barry?”
“Of course not, darling. I don’t think you ever did a wrong thing in your life, of any sort or description—and I wouldn’t care if you had.”
“Wouldn’t you care if I had committed—crime?”
“Oh, if you put it that way, I suppose I’d care—but I’d love you just the same.”
“Just the same?”
“Just exactly, darling.”
“And you don’t think I changed that will?”
“I do not.”
“Who did, do you think?”
“How do you know anybody did?”