“It most certainly is — if she was guilty of a felony.”
“And how about not reporting the finding of the body?”
“I can get by with that in a pinch because I knew that Drake was on his way up. It only made a difference of a few minutes. The thing that bothers me is this Sunley woman.”
“What did you do with her?”
“Took her to a night spot and tried to get her tight.”
“Do any good?”
Mason shook his head. “She is a very bright young woman, or else I telegraphed my punch pretty badly. She started taking defensive measures even before I’d ordered the first drink.”
“What were the defensive measures?” Della Street asked. “I might have occasion to use them sometime.”
“Crackers and butter,” Mason said, “and lots of butter. She’d eaten about five squares before I got the first cocktail into her. After that, I knew it wouldn’t be much use.”
“Evidently the young woman knows her way around,” Della Street said.