Chapter 38
A FULL MORNING But only for an instant. A faint color dribbled back into her yellow cheeks. He could almost see courage flowing again into her veins. "That's a lie," she said flatly. "I don't expect you to take my word. Hull is in front of the house here under guard. Come an' see if you doubt it." She took him promptly at his suggestion. One look at her husband's fat, huddled figure and stricken face was enough. "You chicken-hearted louse," she spat at him scornfully. "They had evidence. A man saw us," he pleaded. "What man?" "This man." His trembling hand indicated Olson. "He was standin' on the fire escape acrost the alley." She had nothing to say. The wind had died out of the sails of her anger. "We're not goin' to arrest Hull yet--not technically," Kirby explained to her. "I'
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