“What do you mean?”
“You didn’t think up all that scheme for letting your husband hit the jackpot, and then find out the machine was empty.”
“I don’t get you.”
I said, “I’ve known lots of lawyers. There have perhaps been four or five who could have thought up a trick like that, but the point is it took a lawyer to do it and it took a darned ingenious lawyer to do it.”
“But I tell you it wasn’t any scheme. I didn’t think it up.”
I said, “That brings us back to our friend, Paul G. Nostrander.”
“What about him?”
“You knew him?”
She hesitated for several seconds over that question. I grinned while she was groping for an answer, then went on to say, “You never expected that question would be put to you in just that way, did you, Edna? You hadn’t thought up your answer on that.”
She said defiantly, “No. I didn’t know him.”