Doris faced the three conspirators defiantly. She pointed an accusing finger at Henry.
“The papers are in his suitcase!”
“You lie!” Henry snarled.
“It’s the truth and you know it,” Kitty confirmed. “We can prove it!”
“How do you know the papers are in Henry’s suitcase?” Iris questioned doubtfully.
“Because we saw them there yesterday,” Doris declared.
“Ah, then you admit you were snooping around?” Ronald demanded triumphantly.
“We weren’t snooping,” Doris retorted indignantly. “We had a very good reason for going to the Sullys’ suite, and as it turns out, it was fortunate for the Misses Gates that we did.”
“You went to the Sully suite yesterday?” Azalea, gasped.
“Yes, we heard Etta crying and sobbing. We didn’t know what was wrong—”