“Go on.”
“Not murder Philip LaMotte.”
“Go on.”
“The fact that he needed to destroy a person so noble, so great, proves his own imperfection: proves that there was a flaw in him; a flaw of bad thinking, a flaw of impure action. By that flaw you will find him.”
“Mildred, you mean that it is precisely in some act of his which we who are not murderers would reason could not have been committed, that we will find him?”
“That you will find him, John.”
“I?”
“I think you will look for him, John.”
“Not we?”
“I cannot look for him, John. But I feel that you will look for him ... and you are going to find him.”