— Mr. McQueen. Since our last conversation, I have learnt the true identity of your late employer.
— Y-you d-don't say.
— Ratchett was, as you yourself suspected, merely an alias. He was, in fact, Cassetti. The gangster who masterminded the kidnapping and killing of little Daisy Armstrong. You had no idea of this?
— Oh, no, sir. If I had... I'd have cut off my right hand so I couldn't type his lousy letters. And I'd have killed him with my left.