Satan Met a Lady Page #5

to avenge the husband.

And now you start.

But you were late

picking me up last night.

You know, precious, I wouldn't let

a little thing like killing Ames

make me late for a date with you.

Did you kill him? No kidding?

Hey, Shane, you better get

over here right away.

That Purvis dame is checking out.

The porter went upstairs for her bags.

Here.

Union Depot.

- Running out on me?

- I remember now.

- You're the other man.

- That's me, sister.

I've been named as the other man.

Driver, forget the Union Depot.

Go to the Carondelet Apartments.

I didn't expect you.

I noticed you weren't exactly

waiting around for me.

No. I mean, I expected

to see Mr. Ames this morning.

Then you're on your way down

to the morgue now?

- Oh, no.

- Well, that's where he is.

Just temporarily, of course,

until they bury him.

- I knew.

- Sure you did.

You didn't really want to see either of us

or you wouldn't be running out

of your hotel.

Oh, I had to leave there. There was a man.

There probably always will be men

where you are, child.

He came right up to my room

when I came in and followed me in.

Oh, I had the most terrible time

trying to get rid of him.

And then he kept phoning me all night,

wanting to come up and see me,

saying he was desperately

in love with me at first sight.

Oh, I can understand that, but not why

you didn't phone the house detective.

Well...

- Well, I couldn't.

- No? Why not, precious?

You see, the man

who was forcing his attentions upon me,

well, he was the house detective.

- Yes, I guess all us detectives like you.

- Do you?

Sure. Ames liked you, he's gone.

The hotel detective liked you, you're gone.

Maybe you and I could get someplace.

Yes, maybe the third time would work

a charm. I do need somebody.

Probably me.

Just put them right down here.

Nice place.

And what a beautiful view

from these windows.

The lights must be gorgeous at night.

You never realize how big a city is

until you see it from

way up high like this.

You aren't exactly the person

you pretended to be, are you?

I'm not quite sure I know what you mean.

We'll never get anyplace

if you insist on playing innocent.

All right. I won't play innocent anymore.

Good. Now, let's both quit acting

as though the other were an imbecile.

That story you told us yesterday

wasn't quite true.

Then you didn't believe it?

You gave us more money

than you would have if it had been true.

- But enough to make it all right.

- Mr. Shane, I...

Now, tell us,

without any phonus bolognus,

why you wanted Farrow shadowed.

Well, I wanted to know

whom he was meeting,

what he was doing in this town

and things like that.

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