Grime and Punishment

clean,“ the clerk said, holding it while Jane dumped her purchases in.
    As he handed it to her, she realized too late that the outside of the bowl was a little damp and very slippery. It was also heavier than she anticipated, and slithered out of her grip. The bowl bounced, clanging, on the cement floor, and bulbs flew every which way.
    “Oh, I’m so sorry, ma’am. I thought you had a hold of it,“ the clerk said, immediately stooping and starting to gather up the bulbs.
    Jane and Shelley joined him on the floor. “It’s not your fault,“ Shelley soothed. “She did the same thing in my kitchen the other day, but it was potato salad. A lot messier.”
    Something started whirring and clicking in the back of Jane’s mind.
    “Jane, you could at least help,“ Shelley said.
    “I dropped the potato salad bowl!“ Jane said, sitting back on her heels and putting her hands over her eyes to shut out everything so she could listen to what was going on in her brain.
    “Well, it’s no big deal. It didn’t break. Jane, are you crying or something?“
    “No, I’m thinking.”
    The clerk, by now, was looking uneasy. He put the last of the bulbs in the bowl and backed up as if ready to make a run for safety.
    “Do you have a phone book here?“ Jane asked him suddenly.
    “Uh—yes, I think so. I’ll get it for you.”
    “Jane, what is it?“ Shelley asked.
    “I’m not sure. Just let me think this out.”
    The clerk came back with the phone book, eyeing her nervously. Ignoring him, Jane starting flipping through pages. She found what she wanted and ran her finger down the column. Shelley looked over her shoulder. “Hospitals? What do you want to find a hospital for?“
    “It’s not here, Shelley. It’s not here!”
    The clerk was looking around frantically, ready to summon help if she got violent. Shelley grabbed her shoulder and shook her. “Jane, what in hell are you carrying on about?”
    Jane rummaged in her purse and pulled out a five-dollar bill, which she handed to the astonished clerk. “I’m sorry, but I can’t take time to buy these things today. I’ll be back next week. This is for all your time and trouble. Come on, Shelley, I’ll explain in the car.”
    As soon as the doors closed, Jane started rattling off her thoughts so fast Shelley could hardly understand her. When she’d wound down enough for Shelley to get a word in, she said, “I don’t know, Jane—“
    “But it has to be. Don’t you remember the order those dishes were stacked in the refrigerator? This is the only thing that could possibly explain it! We’ve been wrong all along about Robbie. We have to tell VanDyne before it’s too late. Suppose they think it was Robbie too, and come jumping out from behind the drapes and arrest her? It would be horrible for her, and it would blow the whole plan besides.“
    “How do you intend to contact him? The only person who’s supposed to be at my house is Edith, and I don’t think the police will risk answering the phone.“
    “Shelley—“
    “ No, Jane. We promised we wouldn’t go back. We promised!“
    “Haven’t we already done enough to Robbie? Could you ever face yourself again if she got arrested by mistake and we could have stopped it? After all she’s already been through? Shelley, I’m going back. You can come with me or not.“
    “Dammit, Jane! All right. But we can’t just drive up. We’d spoil the stakeup.“
    “It’s stakeout. No, we’ll get there the same way those men did last night. Across the field behind our houses.“
    “They did it at night when they couldn’t be seen.“
    “ We won’t be seen either. It’s tall grass. We’ll crawl.“ She turned on the ignition and started home.
    “You’re insane!“ Shelley shrieked, but Jane paid no attention.
    It seemed a much longer trip back. Jane’s driving, already frantic, wasn’t improved when she realized she’d taken a wrong exit and made a U-turn on the highway to correct her error.
    When they finally stopped on the shoulder of the road, Shelley was shaking.
    “If you think I’m going to ruin this outfit by crawling clear across—“
    “No need, Shelley. It just takes one of us to explain,“ Jane said. She leaped out of the car and dived into the high grass before Shelley could change her mind. She’d never realized how large this field really was until she crossed it on her hands and knees. Nor did she have any idea previously of how many nasty, prickly things grew in it. Her arms