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CRAIG’S WIFE
Craig
- She got in a while ago.
Birkmire
- Well, she doesn’t know anything about this yet, does she?
Craig
- I don’t think so; unless she happened to see the paper I brought home. I suppose it’s in it.
Birkmire
- Sure, it’s in all of them.
Craig
- I just took it from the boy and put it in my pocket.
Birkmire
- Where is Harriet?
Craig
- She’s upstairs.
Birkmire (lowering his voice)
- Does she know you were out there last night?
Craig
- I don’t know, I guess she does. Yes, I think I mentioned it a while ago.
Birkmire (stepping to Craig’s side, and laying his hand on his arm)
- Well, now, listen, Walter—If she doesn’t happen to see the paper, what she doesn’t know won’t bother her. And this thing is apt to clear itself up over night. It might be cleared up now, for all we know; for I suppose the police have been working on it all day. But, I think the wise move for us is just to hop out there and try to find out what’s going on; and if they haven’t found anything out yet, just get in touch with Police Headquarters and let them know where we’re at.
