“Just how much do you suppose she actually did see?”
“She had a bluffed conception of figures struggling. She heard shots but she didn’t see any gun, and she doesn’t know what gun fired the shots,” Mason said. “She’s opinionated, obstinate, and hates to lose an argument. She didn’t take the stand as a witness, but as an adversary. She was just dying to give me a ‘piece of her mind,’ and particularly anxious to show me that no smart lawyer was going to rattle her. We run up against witnesses like that every so often, both men and women, people who will do anything rather than admit the possibility they may have been mistaken... Come on, Paul, tell me where we’re going. Have you found Della, or someone who knows where she is, or what?”
“I’d prefer not to talk about it right now, Perry.”
“She isn’t hurt?”
“No, she’s all right.”
“If she isn’t hurt physically,” Mason said, “something’s wrong with her mentally, Paul.”
Drake, remained silent.
“Isn’t that true, Paul?”
“I don’t think so.”
Mason said irritably, “Well, go ahead and be mysterious, then.”