go, sister.'
She came. I took her into the spare room on the same
floor as mine, switched on the lights, and put her suitcase on a chair.
I pointed. 'Ten-cent bathroom there. Ten-cent bed there. You won't be needed-'
She sat down on the bed and started to bawl.
I went down to the kitchen and told Fritz, 'Lady guest in the south room. She has her own nightie, but would you mind seeing about towels and flowers in her room? I'm busy.'
Chapter 7
Anne slept in my bed that night. It went like this. When I got back to the office Anne was in my chair with her elbows on the desk and her hands covering her eyes. That was a favorite trick of Johnny's, putting someone else in my chair. He hadn't tried putting himself in it again since the day a couple of years back when I found him there looking at my notebook and sort of lost my temper.
Fred Updegraff was on a chair against the wall and Johnny was standing in front of Wolfe's desk. Evidently Wolfe had made some pointed remarks, for Johnny didn't look at all cocky.
'Yes, sir,' he was saying in a hurt tone, 'but the Tracys live in humble circumstances and have no phone, so I used my best judgment-'
'You were at the Tracy home? Where is it?'
'In Richdale, Long Island, sir. My instructions were to investigate Anne Tracy. I learned that she lives in Richdale, where the Dill nurseries and offices are. You know she works there-'
'I was aware of that. Be brief.'
'Yes, sir. I went out to Richdale and made inquiries. I contacted a young woman-as you know, I am especially effective with young women-'
'Contact is not a verb and I said be brief.'
'Yes, sir. The last time you told me that I looked it up in the dictionary and I certainly don't want to contradict you but it says contact is a verb. Transitive or intransitive.'
'Contact is not a verb under this roof.'
'Yes, sir. I learned that Miss Tracy's father had worked at Dill's for many years, up to about a year ago. He was assistant superintendent in charge of broad-leaved evergreens. Dill discovered he was kiting shipments and fired him.'
'Kiting shipments?'
'Yes, sir. On shipments to a big estate in Jersey, the Cullen place. He would ship two hundred rhododendrons instead of one hundred and collect from Cullen for the extra hundred personally, at half price. It amounted to several thousand dollars.'
Anne lifted her head and turned it and made a noise of protest.
'Miss Tracy says it was only sixteen hundred dollars,'' Johnny said. 'I'm telling you what I was told. People exaggerate, and this never was made public, and Tracy wasn't arrested. He stole it to pay a specialist for fixing his son's eyes, something wrong with his son's eyes. He can't get another job. His daughter was Dill's secretary and still is. She gets fifty a week and pays back twenty on what her father stole, so I was told. She refuses to verify those figures.'
Wolfe looked at Anne.
'It doesn't matter,' Anne said, looking at me. 'Does it?'
'I suppose not,' Wolfe said, but if it's wrong, correct it.'
'It's wrong. I get twenty dollars a week and I pay back ten.'
'Good God,' I blurted, 'you need a union.'
That was probably Freudian. Probably subconsciously I meant she needed a union with me. So I added hastily, 'I mean a labor union. Twenty bucks a week!'
Johnny looked annoyed. He's a conservative. 'So of course that gave me an in. I went to Miss Tracy's home and explained to her confidentially the hole she was in. That this murder investigation would put the police on to her father's crime, and that she and Dill were compounding a felony, which is against the law, and that the police would have to be fixed or they'd all be in jail, and there was only one man I knew of who could fix it because he was on intimate terms with high police officials, and that was Mr. Nero Wolfe. I said she'd better come and see you immediately, and she came. It was nearly eleven o'clock and there was no train in from Richdale, so we took a taxi.'
Johnny shot me a glance, as much as to say, 'Try and match that one.'
'How far is it to Richdale?' Wolfe demanded.
'From here? Oh, twenty-five miles.'
'How much was the taxi fare?'
'Eight dollars and forty cents counting the tip. The bridge-'
'Don't put it on expense. Pay it yourself.'
'But-but, sir-Archie always brings people here-'
'Pay it yourself. You are not Archie. Thank God. One Archie is enough. I sent you to get facts, not
