[MaC] Interviewing Esme

[Ree Moorhead Pruehs]

At 07:08 PM 1/3/2005, you wrote:
>>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.

"Indeed," Vangie said. "But I don't want to leave you alone right now. Are 
you feeling up to going there?"