"What did you do last night, Miss Hennifer?" Frey said.
Her topaz eyes started to glow and she said, "Just what do you mean by coming up here and—"
"Don't get excited, Miss Hennifer. We're just doing our job, that's all."
"But you said you were—"
"No, we don't represent a lapidary. We're just up here to ask you a few questions, that's all."
"You're not police—" She was wearing four rings and she was twisting them about her fingers. They were all big yellow topaz stones.
"Not exactly—" Frey said.
"Well then—"
"Do you know Harry Duggin?" Frey said.
"Why—yes. In fact, I was to see him this afternoon—"