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The telephone rang and she jumped a foot. I turned and reached for it and put my face against it and said, "Hello."

I didn't say anything. I relit my pipe.

"I never thought you were a crook," she said with dignity.

"You had one thing to sell," I said. "You knew where Orrin was. To Steelgrave that information was worth a grand. Easy. It's a question of connecting up evidence. You wouldn't understand. Steelgrave went down there and killed him. He paid you the money for the address."

"What did you sell Steelgrave for the grand?"

The small head jerked up. The light glinted on the glasses. There were no eyes behind them.

"What did you sell Steelgrave for the grand?"

"You had one thing to sell," I said. "You knew where Orrin was. To Steelgrave that information was worth a grand. Easy. It's a question of connecting up evidence. You wouldn't understand. Steelgrave went down there and killed him. He paid you the money for the address."

"Blood money," I said quietly. "Your own brother. And you set him up so they could kill him. A thousand dollars blood money. I hope you'll be happy with it."

"I could tell them who shot Steelgrave," I said. "Because I know who didn't. They might believe me."

"Who could prove it?" she half squealed. "Who's alive to prove it? You? Who are you? A cheap shyster, a nobody." She went off into a shrill peal of laughter. "Why even twenty dollars buys you."

"Blood money," I said quietly. "Your own brother. And you set him up so they could kill him. A thousand dollars blood money. I hope you'll be happy with it."

"Blood money," I said quietly. "Your own brother. And you set him up so they could kill him. A thousand dollars blood money. I hope you'll be happy with it."

"Leila told him," she said in a faraway voice.

"Leila told me she told him," I said. "If necessary Leila would tell the world she told him. Just as she would tell the world she killed Steelgrave-if that was the only way out. Leila is a sort of free-and-easy Hollywood babe that doesn't have very good morals. But when it comes to bedrock guts-she has what it takes. She's not the icepick type. And she's not the blood-money type."

She stood rigid and glaring. I finished my tearing-up job and lit the scraps of paper in the tray.

I didn't say anything. I relit my pipe.

"Blood money," I said quietly. "Your own brother. And you set him up so they could kill him. A thousand dollars blood money. I hope you'll be happy with it."

Suddenly she spoke rapidly. "I couldn't give you this money I have, really I couldn't. We-well mother and I owe money still on account of father and the house isn't clear and-"

"Who could prove it?" she half squealed. "Who's alive to prove it? You? Who are you? A cheap shyster, a nobody." She went off into a shrill peal of laughter. "Why even twenty dollars buys you."

"Who could prove it?" she half squealed. "Who's alive to prove it? You? Who are you? A cheap shyster, a nobody." She went off into a shrill peal of laughter. "Why even twenty dollars buys you."

She stood away from the chair and took a couple of steps backward. Then suddenly she giggled.

The telephone rang and she jumped a foot. I turned and reached for it and put my face against it and said, "Hello."

"What did you sell Steelgrave for the grand?"

There was a sound in the background. I swung around and saw the door click shut. I was alone in the room.

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