The Second Confesion

“So,” Gwenn went on, “I had to come and tell you. I know you can't do anything about it, because Dad got Webster to sign that statement, and that ends it, but I felt I had to tell someone, and then when I heard what Paul and Connie said I knew I had to. But you've got to understand that I'm being absolutely honest. If this was me the way I was a year ago or a week ago I'd be pretending that I only came because I think I owe it to Louis to help to bring out the truth about how he died, but if he was the kind of man you said he was I don'' really believe I owe him anything. It's only that if I'm going to be a genuine straightforward person I have to start now or I never will. I don't want ever to be afraid of anyone again, not even you.” Wolfe shook his head. “You're expecting a good deal of yourself. I'm more than twice your age, and up with you in self-esteem, but I'm afraid of someone. Don't overdo it. There are numerous layers of honesty, and the deepest should not have a monopoly. What else was said by Mr and Mrs Emerson?” “Just what I told you.” “Nothing more-uh, informative?” “I told you everything I heard. I don't-” She stopped, frowning. “Didn't I?

About his calling her an idiot?” “No.” “He did. When she said that about her reputation. He said, ‘You idiot, you might as well have told Goodwin you killed him, or that you knew I did.’ Then she hit him-or he hit her.” “Anything else?” “No. I ran.” “Had you already suspected that Mr Emerson had murdered Mr Rony?” “Why, I-” Gwenn was shocked. “I don't suspect that now.