"It's Ed, at headquarters. Say, you've got me in bad. Hustle on down. Inspector's on his ear and wants you."
"What's up, Ed?"
"That pigtail of yours. Can't make out the chief. Might be a member of his own family."
"What are you driving at, Ed? What's the matter with the pigtail?"
"Dead—that's all."
"Dead!" Garth echoed.
"Yup. Must have done it right after you left. Choked himself to heaven with his bloomin' queue. Now if he'd had it cut off proper—"