Mõrvakolmik - Rex Stout

The woman was lying on her side, one leg straight and the other bent at the knee. I went over to her and crouched down. Her lips were blue, her tongue was out, her eyes were wide and bulging out of her skull, and around her neck was a Wolfe tie, knotted on the side. The woman was dead. But if you act fast enough in a strangulation case, there is still a chance, and I took a pair of scissors from my desk drawer. The tie was so tight I had to press my finger down into it. Taking off the tie, I turned the woman onto her back. I'm completely confused, I thought, she's dead, but I picked up some lint from the carpet, put one under her nose and the other by her mouth, and held my breath for twenty seconds...