- Mrs Pym: Shott, there's something here smells so strong we ought to be wearing our gas masks.
- Det.-Inspector Shott: Yes, the incense they used last night.
- Mrs Pym: Incense me foot! I'll tell you that club is the phoniest set-up I've ever seen: Mencken's so crooked you could drop him down a well and he'd wear away the sides.
- Mrs Pym: Hope the spooks didn't keep you awake.
- Det.-Inspector Shott: No fear! I believe that six feet of earth and a marble slab would keep anybody down, don't you?
- Henry Mencken: Miss Bell, this is Mrs... er... Pym. A detective, Miss Bell.
- Miss Bell: A detective? Oh, Mrs Green, I thought you were a respectable woman!