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〃Not with me；〃 the dick said。 〃Sorry。〃
〃Let's go then；〃 she said and stood up and grabbed up her bag and got her coat from a hanger。 She went over to him holding the coat out so he could help her into it。 He stood up and held it for her like a gentleman。
She turned and slipped a gun out of her bag and shot him three times through the coat he was holding。
She had two bullets left in the gun when they crashed the door。 They got halfway across the room before she used them。 She used them both； but the second shot must have been pure reflex。 They caught her before she hit the floor； but her head was already hanging by a rag。
〃The dick lived until the next day；〃 Randall said； telling me about it。 〃He talked when he could。 That's how we have the dope。 I can't understand him being so careless； unless he really was thinking of letting her talk him into a deal of some kind。 That would clutter up his mind。 But I don't like to think that； of course。〃
I said I supposed that was so。
〃Shot herself clean through the heart…twice；〃 Randall said。 〃And I've heard experts on the stand say that's impossible； knowing all the time myself that it was。 And you know something else？〃
〃What？〃
〃She was stupid to shoot that dick。 We'd never have convicted her； not with her looks and money and the persecution story these high…priced guys would build up。 Poor little girl from a dive climbs to be wife of rich man and the vultures that used to know her won't let her alone。 That sort of thing。 Hell； Rennenkamp would have half a dozen crummy old burlesque dames in court to sob that they'd gone blackmailed her for years； and in a way that you pin anything on them but the jury would go for it。 She did a smart thing to run off on her own and leave Grayle out of it； but it would have been smarter to have e home when she was caught。〃
〃Oh you believe now that she left Grayle out of it；〃 I said。
He nodded。 I said： 〃Do you think she had any particular reason for that？〃
He stared at me。 〃I'll go for it； whatever it is。〃
〃She was a killer；〃 I said。 〃But so was Malloy。 And he was a long way from being all rat。 Maybe that Baltimore dick wasn't so pure as the record shows。 Maybe she saw a chance…not to get away…she was tired of dodging by that time…but to give a break to the only man who had ever really given her one。〃
Randall stared at me with his mouth open and his eyes unconvinced。
〃Hell； she didn't have to shoot a cop to do that；〃 he said。
〃I'm not saying she was a saint or even a halfway nice girl。 Not ever。 She wouldn't kill herself until she was cornered。 But what she did and the way she did it； kept her from ing back here for trial。 Think that over。 And who would that trial hurt most？ Who would be least able to bear it？ And win； lose or draw； who would pay the biggest price for the show？ An old man who had loved not wisely； but too well。〃
Randall said sharply： 〃That's just sentimental。〃
〃Sure。 It sounded like that when I said it。 Probably all a mistake anyway。 So long。 Did my pink bug ever get back up here？〃
He didn't know what I was talking about。
I rode down to the street floor and went out on the steps of the City Hall。 It was a cool day and very clear。 You could see a long way…but not as far as Velma had gone。
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