Her china eyes protruded.
“One ... one of ... the Cub Sterling’s!!!”
“What?”
The words bit through her old teeth:
“There are two of them! ... Two...! ... Two Cub Sterlings...! I saw them that night ... of the first traceable murder Monday night! ... I was coming out of the Medicine Closet with my ... and one of them was bending over the patient in Bed 11, and one of them was shadowed against the window shade bending over the patient in Room Two.
“And the one ... bending over the patient in Bed 11 ...” her words began to burst ... “saw me! I know he saw me! ...”
Higgins cut in sternly:
“It was your duty to ... investigate....”
Her hands began to pick her bosom wildly.
“I couldn’t.... I couldn’t.... Don’t you see I couldn’t?”