With What Dope I Got I Think

Listen, Dundy, It's Been A Long Time Since I Burst Into Tears Because A Policeman Didn't Like Me.

What I Try To Do Is Write A Story About A Detective Rather Than A Detective Story. Keeping The Reader Fooled Until The Last, Possible Moment Is A Good Trick And I Usually Try To Play It, But I Can't Attach More Than Secondary Importance To It. The Puzzle Isn't So Interesting To Me As The Behavior Of The Detective Attacking It.

With What Dope I Got I Think It Fills Me In Pretty Well.

I Distrust A Man That Says When. If He's Got To Be Careful Not To Drink To Much It's Because He's Not To Be Trusted When He Does.

Who Shot Him? I Asked. The Grey Man Scratched The Back Of His Neck And Said: Somebody With A Gun.