“The other is the featherless bird, is he?”
“Yes, but he’s the coolest one, I’m thinking.”
“You don’t live here for nothing, Clara. This is a sort of double house.”
“That’s just what it is.”
“Then, you know how to see what is going on in the side over there. I want to see, too.”
The woman moved across the room and was followed by the detective.
“What’s the case now? Tell me that first,” said Bristol Clara, stopping suddenly and turning upon the detective.
“Murder.”
The woman started.
“Is it that bad?” she exclaimed. “Who was the victim—man or woman?”