"Come now," she said. "This is nonsense. You can't shoot me. Why, every one in the building would hear the report."
"I'd risk that," said Mrs. Vandemeyer cheerfully."But, as long as you don't sing out for help, you're all right—and I don't think you will. You're a clever girl.You deceived me all right. I hadn't a suspicion of you!So I've no doubt that you understand perfectly well that this is where I'm on top and you're underneath. Now then—sit on the bed. Put your hands above your head, and if you value your life don't move them."