‘Gee, it's two pounds and never been touched.
Where'd you get it, Molly?’
She said,
‘I told you, I swiped it Is it any good?’
She asked Helen to have some-”
“Her words.”
Miss Mitchell frowned.
“I don't know.
Just
‘Have some, Helen,’ or ‘Join the party, Helen’-something like that.
Anyway, Helen didn't take any-”
“What did she say?”
“I don't know.
What did you say, Helen?”
Miss Frost spoke without swallowing.
I don't remember.
I just had had cocktails, and I didn't want any.”
The blonde nodded.
“Something like that. Then Molly took a piece and I took a piece-”
“Please.” Wolfe wiggled a finger at her. “You were holding the box?”
“Yes.
Molly had handed it to me.”
“Miss Frost didn't have it in her hands at all?”
“No, I told you, she said she didn't want any.
She didn't even look at it.”
“And you and Miss Lauck each took a piece-”
“Yes. I took candied pineapple.
It was a mixture; chocolates, bonbons, nuts, candied fruits, everything.
I ate it.
Molly put her piece in her mouth, all of it, and after she bit into it she said-she said it was strong-”
“Words, please.”
“Well, she said, let's see:
‘My God, it's 200 proof, but not so bad, I can take it.’
She made a face, but she chewed it and swallowed it.
Then…well…you wouldn't believe how quick it was-”
“I'll try to.
Tell me.”
“Not more than half a minute, Fm sure it wasn't.
I took another piece and was eating it, and Molly was looking into the box, saying something about taking the taste out of her mouth-”
She stopped because the door popped open.
Llewellyn Frost appeared, carrying a paper bag.
I got up and took it from him, and extracted from it the opener and glass and bottles and arranged them in front of Wolfe.
Wolfe picked up the opener and felt of a bottle.
“Umph. Schreirer's. It's too cold.” I sat down again. “It'll make a bead. Try it.” He poured.
Helen Frost was saying to her cousin:
“So that's what you went for.
Your detective wants to know exactly what I said, my exact words, and he asks Thelma if I handled the box of candy…”
Frost patted her on the shoulder.
“Now, Helen. Take ft easy.
He knows what he's doing…”