get. If you like to string along with me I can show you a helluva time. If you donât like the idea, why, just press the bell and Iâll have a waiter show you to the nearest taxi. Okayâhow do we go?â
âI asked him what he wanted of me and he said, âYouâre my sort. I also think you could look good in the right setting. I want you to live with me out on Long Island where Iâve just bought a place.â
âYou wouldnât be wanting me to marry you?â I said. That gave him a big laugh. âNo, I wonât marry you or any other woman,â he said. âBut youâll have a better life than playing in burlesque, living in two-bit rooming-houses and trying not to go to bed with the manager.ââ
She paused again, then said quite simply, âI thought that one over for about thirty-five seconds and said âYesâ again. Iâve lived out here ever since and havenât been sorry. It was nice having everybody think I was Mrs. Grierson.â A tiny smile crossed her face and was gone.
I said, âYou never saw me before. Why tell me this?â
âA lot of people are going to know it all pretty damn soon,â she said softly. âItâs easier telling you than seeing the sneers on the faces of some people I know very well indeed.â
âAre you flat?â I asked brutally.
âI donât get his fortune, I guess. He never would make a will, said it gave him the creeps even to think about it. He fixed up an annuity for me, though, so I donât have to look for any jobs. Iâll be comfortable all right, but not on this scaleââshe gestured at the ornate room. âI can have a nice apartment in New York and play around a little if I feel that way. I never did while he was alive. Like I told you, I always played it straight.â
Her face shadowed over fleetingly. âI guess thatâs more than he did this last few months.â
âToo badâ¦â I began uncertainly.
âThatâs okay, brotherâI didnât expect it to last forever.â She uncrossed her legs and stared down ather toes. âOnly he might have told me. I think he was getting ready to run out on meâ¦.â
âMaybe he was just playing around,â I said.
âYeah, maybe that was all there was to it. But I had the idea it was something more than that.â She shrugged. âAnyway, it doesnât matter now, does it. Nobody gets him. I donât even know, as a matter of proof, that there was another girl. It was just a hunchâthat and noticing little things about him. Men are such goddamn fools. Most of the time when theyâre being smart they wouldnât deceive a kid in the third grade. And now heâs goneâwith a knife in his chest.â
Suddenly, she said in a low, tense voice, âIâd like to have killed the bastard who did thatâbut he got his the same way, didnât he?â
I nodded. I also thought it was time to start talking.
âWhy should anyone wish to kill your husband, Mrs. Grierson?â
She picked up a cigarette and sat there tapping it on her bloodred nails.
âHe was being blackmailed,â she said.
I felt myself tensing. âWho was he laying it on the line for?â
I reached forward and lit her cigarette. She drewon it for a moment. Then: âI donât knowâhe never told me a thing.â
âSo you donât really know that he was in trouble?â
âI know. Heâd been worried for some time. He had also withdrawn heavily from the bankâ¦and once I heard him speaking to someone on the phoneâ¦I only caught a few words, but he was promising to do something or other. He heard me coming close up to him and told me to get out. He had never spoken to me like that before. Afterwards, he apologized, but he wouldnât tell me what was wrong. Then, a week ago, he seemed easier in his mind.â
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