"I'll ask you for that ring on your finger."
"Do you think there is poison in it?"
"I shouldn't be surprised," he admitted.
She slipped the ring from her finger and gave it to him.
"There is poison in it; so be careful how you handle it," she said.
The policeman accepted it gingerly and dropped it into his capacious pocket. It tinkled as it fell against the handcuffs.
At that moment the other policeman broke in the door.
"All right, Dolan; she's given up the game."
"She didn't kill the man after all," said Dolan.
"He's alive?" she screamed.