Michael Malone - Weebly

Judith turned her head on the pillow and looked at
the woman.
"Yes, it is," she replied.
"My name's Betsy," said the woman, and burst into
tears.
"I'm Judith," Mrs. Haig told her, and began to cry,
too.
Those were the first words Mrs. Haig had spoken.
When Dr. Deeds returned to check her at 10:00 A.M.,
Judith still had said nothing to the police about what had
happened Friday night. All they had were two bodies, a
weapon, and a few very rushed pictures of the room,
taken under frantic circumstances while firemen hauled
at the photographer's arms. Now a detective sat in the
waiting room, waiting to hear what Mrs. Haig would
say. She floated up out of sleep to see an attractive
black female face with a wide halo of hair bent down
over her. Dr. Deeds explained that she had been sent
by Dr. Scaper to keep an eye on his patient, and that
she had been there last night but Mrs. Haig had been
under sedation.
"I'm all right now," Judith said.