Dorley Alder smiled, said,This little window dressing, Mr. Mason, this story about the stolen gems. Thats all right for the public, but for you and me the situation is different. Im positive about it in St. Louis. Somebody else is checking it out in Chicago, Philadelphia, New York and probably Baltimore. Hes due back tomorrow. He was; he just asked the tower for a go-around and vectors to Newburgh. Who? Where? I sighed and took the spoon out of my pocket and put it on the table. Audrey looked at it, picked it up, then stared at me, and said,Whered you get this? Ive been out to your farm. Weve gotten drunk on your farm. Its a very pretty place but it runs straight up and down a mountain and you couldn’t raise a cash crop on it that would pay the light bill. Masons grin was completely carefree. What sort of a statement? he asked. Ruth was silent for a moment and then she said,These things really happen, dont they? You ever think of quitting? But do you have proof of that? she said. You cant keep a fedora on while fleeing on a motorcycle, Stone said, and he looked skinnier to me than last time. And then, of course, theres Audrey, the woman scorned. Yes, indeed. Why am I crazy?.