"Oh, God, why didn't you let me die? If I had done the sensible thing, if I had taught music, or sold dresses, or waited on tables, anything, except be a detective, it wouldn't have happened. If I hadn't ignored that call " Kate's cry seems to fill the room, the room empty except for the grand piano, and the old chair from the cellar. Here she looked on the world for the last time with her physical eyes, looked at her husband's lifeless body,...