.. and still not be caught?
BELSIZE: Why didn't you sleep in your bed on the night of the tenth?
_A pause._ DAN _stiffens almost imperceptibly._
DAN: What you say?
BELSIZE: Why didn't you sleep in your bed on the night of the murder?
DAN: I did.
BELSIZE (_lighting his pipe_): You didn't.
DAN: Yes I did. Oh--except for about half an hour--that's right. I
couldn't sleep for toffee and I went up the fire-escape--I remember
thinkin' about it next day when the woman was missing, and trying to
remember if I could think of anything funny----
BELSIZE: What time was that? (_He rises, crosses to the fireplace,
and throws his match into it._)
DAN: Oh, about ... oh, you know how you wake up in the night and don't
know what time it is....
BELSIZE (_staring at him doubtfully_): Mmm ...
DAN: I could never sleep when I was at sea, neither, sir.
BELSIZE: Mmm. (_Suddenly_) Are you feeling hot?
DAN: No.
BELSIZE: Your shirt's wet through.
DAN (_after a pause_): I've been sawin' some wood.
BELSIZE: Why didn't you tell us you were having an affair with the
deceased woman?
DAN: Affair? What's that?
BELSIZE: Come along, old chap, I'll use a straighter word if it'll help
you.
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