He told her that he had already made one, because he was required to, and that somebody from the county would telephone her.

And she said — and Arthur Vance stopped when he got to this and polished his glasses for about fifteen seconds before he finished the sentence — she said:

“Well.

I suppose you had to.”

He asked whether she wanted to change anything on the account.

She said no.

He asked whether she wanted him to telephone anybody at all.

A friend.