“Just general powers of deduction?”
She nodded slowly, with that serious solemnity which characterizes a woman who is saying to herself, Now I’m pretty tight, hut no one must know it. I’m going to nod my head, and I must be careful to see that it doesn’t nod too far and fall right off in my lap.
I said, “Bertha’s all right now. You can forget about her. She was a little belligerent at first, but that doesn’t mean anything — not with Bertha. She’s like the camel, very even-tempered.”
“Donald, suppose that had been the police. What could we have done?”
“Nothing.”
“Suppose they pick me up. What am I to do?”
“Nothing.”
“What do you mean?”
“Just that. Don’t talk. Don’t make any statements. Don’t give them any information about anything until you’ve seen a lawyer.”
“What lawyer?”