He finally opened his mouth. "Ill send you an orchid. Do you know what would happen if Row-cliff got on this?"
"Certainly. He would send a squad out to dig up where I recently bought a Don Pedro cigar. But you have a brain, which you sometimes use."
"Put that in a statement some day. My brain tells me that he might have said something which gave you a hint how the tube got in his pocket, but that's not in your statement."
"I guess I forgot. Nuts."
"Also my brain tells me that the DA will want to know why I didn't bring you down as a material witness. The bomb went off at one-twenty-four, and you were in the room and found him two or three minutes later, and you phoned at two-eleven. Forty-five minutes, and you know what the law says, and you've got a license."
"Must we go back to that again?"
The DA will want to know why I didn't bring you."
"Sure, and you'll tell him. So will I after I get some sleep. It was obvious that there was no' rush. Whatever had killed him, he had brought it himself. It was the middle of the night. If you had got here in two minutes there wasn't a damn thing you could do that wouldn't wait. You can't do anything now until morning, like finding out where he was and who he saw before he came here. There's nobody at Rusterman's but the night watchman, and he's probably asleep. I have a suggestion. Instead of sending me an orchid, give me permission in writing to break the seal on that room and go in and cover the windows with something. It's not sealed anyway. One of the windows, anyone could come up the fire escape and climb in. I admit there's no hurry about the rest of it, the plaster and other stuff."