First Bertha had demanded the right to consult an attorney. “I don’t think you have any right to pull such a high-handed course as this,” she said, “and I’m going to telephone my lawyer.”
“Go ahead.”
“You don’t have any objection?”
“The sergeant says that if you want to make it legal, then we’ll make it legal.”
“What do you mean?”
“We’ll take you down to headquarters, charge you with being an accessory after the fact, and book you. Then you can see all the lawyers you want.”
“But you can’t hold me in my office this way.”
“That’s right.”
“I’ve got a right to leave any time. You can’t stop me.”
“That’s right.”