[MaC] Interviewing Esme

[Mel Mason]

> Esme nodded vigorously.  "He said ... that he would report her to the 
> police.  Unless ... unless ... she helped him with chorus girls and so on 
> who found themselves in ... in an unfortunate situation!"
>
> Perhaps Vangie was beginning to sense that the sort of help Esme's sister 
> gave to young women in the East End was not delivered in the form of soup 
> kitchens.
>
> "And she wrote to me," Esme went on, "and said that the rozzers ... the 
> police, I mean ... have been asking questions.  About ... well, her 
> customers."
>
> Esme dabbed at her eyes again.
>
> Vangie got up, went in her bedroom -- saw the mess Sweetie had made of her 
> jewelry box and said several very bad words under her breath -- opened her 
> top dresser drawer and got out some handkerchiefs, and offered them to 
> Esme. "There now. Cry it out. It's all right." There were things that 
> could be done about Marty Fitzroy, she thought grimly. But not yet.

"Thank you," said Esme.  Then she lifted her head, blinking.

"There seems to be a lot of noise going on upstairs," she said slowly.