 She looked like someone I'd seen, and for a minute I couldn't remember where. She looked like the girl who'd married Ted Walsh. You must have some interest in the rather sordid subject of Ted Walsh and his peccadillos. Why? Mona Walsh. She tried to hire me. She's a lovely girl. You wouldn't hire? She lied to me. Sad. She wanted me to protect her against her husband. She'd heard he was here in New York.