"Where did you get the cloak, Rawlins?" Robinson asked.
"The young lady," Rawlins answered with soft satisfaction, "just wore it in. At least it's still wet from the snow."
Paredes opened his eyes. He looked for a moment at the black cloak. He closed his eyes again.
"You could recognize the woman who attacked you?" Rawlins said.
Paredes shook his head.
"You've forgotten how dark it is. Please don't ask me even to swear that it was a woman."
"You're trying to say it wasn't flesh and blood," Blackburn quavered.
Paredes smiled weakly.
"I'm trying to say nothing at all."
"Tell us each detail of the attack," Robinson said.