Slip or Trip?
At
five-feet-six and a hundred and ten pounds, Queenie Volupides was a sight to behold and to clasp. When she tore out of the house
after a tiff with her husband, Arthur, she went to the country club where there
was a party going on.
She
left the club shortly before one in the morning and invited a few friends to
follow her home and have one more drink.
They got to the Volupides house about ten minutes after Queenie, who met
them at the door and said,
“Something terrible happened.
Arthur slipped and fell on the stairs. He was coming down for another drink – he still had the
glass in his hand – and I think he’s dead. Oh, what shall I do?
The
autopsy conducted later concluded that Arthur had died from a wound on the head
and confirmed that he’d been drunk.
(Materials adapted from: Treat, Lawrence. Crime and
Puzzlement 2.
Boston: David R. Godine, Publisher, 1982.)
