Chapter 4

But Sarah did not answer. She snapped the leashes on the dogs and went out. That was at five minutes after seven. She went out and never came back. Judy and I loitered over the meal, or rather I loitered; Judy ate and answered the telephone. One call was from a youth named Dick, and there was a subtle change in Judy’s voice which made me suspicious. Another, however, she answered coldly. “I don’t see why,” she said. “She knew quite well where I was going . . . Well, I’m all right. If I want to go wrong I don’t need…