"Go on."
"I took the grapefruit out of—" This time she pointed to the refrigerator.
"It was a whole grapefruit, was it? It wasn't cut already?"
"Oh, no, sir! I cut it myself. With a knife," she added, evidently wanting to be precise.
"Who was here in the kitchen then?"
"Only Daisy and me."
"You're sure of that, now?"
"Only Daisy and me, so help me!"
"All right. What happened to the other half of the grapefruit?"
"I ate it myself."