“What do you mean?”
“She was having a big love affair with Dover Fulton and she never let you know about it.”
She said, “Donald, that’s the thing I can’t understand. I’m almost certain Minerva would have told me if... well, if there’d been anything like that. She didn’t need to hold out on me. She knew that. I simply can’t understand that business with Dover Fulton.”
“Where were you Saturday night about ten o’clock?” I asked.
“I was... I was out.”
“Girl friend?”
“None of your business.”
“Boy friend?”
“Go jump in the lake.”
“I hope you can prove an alibi,” I said.