“I mean a man did it.”

“Not Mrs. Belder?”

“I’m crossing her out.”

“Why?”

“The carving knife.”

“What about it?”

“A maid doesn’t peel potatoes with a ten-inch carving-knife.”

“Naturally.”

“A woman would know that. A man wouldn’t. Either Sally met her death accidentally, and someone, fearing he’d be blamed, tried to make it look like an accident, or else he was trying to cover up a murder.”

“Who could have murdered her?” Bertha asked.