“And if Driscoll did it, then what?”
“Jimmy did it to protect me — but he didn’t do it — that is, I don’t think he did it.”
“Did Mrs. Anderson have any grudge against Walter Prescott?”
Her eyes opened wide with surprise. “Why, Mr. Mason! What makes you ask that?”
“I’m just trying to cover every angle of the case,” he said. “Also, I’m trying to cover every possible defense which we might raise. Did she have anything against him?”
“I don’t think so. Of course, Walter had objected to her snooping around. He’d told her a couple of times to mind her own business and quit peering into our windows, and she told him he could keep the shades drawn if he didn’t want her to see him. She said she wasn’t going around her house and pull down all the shades at night.”
“Was it much of a battle?” Mason asked.
“Not particularly. She’s snippy, and Walter was very sarcastic.”
“And that’s all she had against him?”
“All that I know of, yes.”