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Wolfe. He had seen Wolfe perform before, and Leach hadn't. Not only had he heard Wolfe say that Hannah was a counterfeiter and a murderer, but also he saw the expression on Wolfe's face, and he certainly knew that face. He left his chair, put his hand on Hannah's shoul- der, and said, 'You're under arrest as a material wit- ness in the murder of Tamiris Baxter. All right, Sergeant,' and returned to his chair. Stebbins stood at Hannah's left and Leach stood at his right.
'That's prudent, Mr. Cramer,' Wolfe said, 'since I have no conclusive evidence. Up to three hours ago I had merely a surmise. Talking with these people last evening, I got nothing but faint intimations. Miss Kirk? Unlikely. She attended a ballet school regularly, she exercised an hour every morning, and she received a monthly remittance from her father, all of which could be checked. Mr. Dell? Also unlikely. He had paid no room rent for three years. Mr. Ferris? Possibly, but with a reservation. His statement that two of the agen- cies he called at yesterday would corroborate him made it improbable that he had followed Miss Annis here yesterday morning.'
'So what?' Cramer rasped.
'So my attention centered on Mr. Hannah. He had lived there only four months. He had paid for his room every week. He had almost certainly lied when he said Miss Baxter had told him that a man had twice followed her to the door. Miss Baxter was an agent of the Secret Service of the Treasury Department, and she-'
'Who said so?' Leach demanded.
'No one. Mr. Goodwin inferred it. You have carried discretion to an extreme, Mr. Leach, in concealing the interest of your organization in the occupants of that house, but you will soon agree that it is no longer needed. So I did not believe that Miss Baxter had told Mr. Hannah that. Finally, Mr. Hannah's account of his movements yesterday left him completely free up to noon. He could have followed Miss Annis here and, when she left without entering, back to her house. He could have stolen a parked car and, when she left her
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house a second time, tried to run it over her; but, since he failed, that is of little consequence.'
'There's damn little consequence in anything you've said,' Cramer growled.
Wolfe nodded. 'I'm only explaining why my atten- tion centered on Mr. Hannah. I could indulge in speculation-for instance, why did he kill Miss Baxter there and then? Had she seen him try to kill Miss Annis with the car, and confronted him when he returned to the house? But you can speculate as well as I, and it will be your job, not mine, to screw a confession out of him.'
'I've got nothing to confess,' Hannah said. 'You're going to regret this. You're going to regret it good.'
'I think not, Mr. Hannah.' Wolfe's eyes went to Leach, standing, and then to Cramer, sitting. 'So when I sent three men to those addresses, with the invita- tions to luck, I sent Saul Panzer to the Mushroom. Mr. Panzer leaves less to luck than any man I know. He phoned four times to report progress. The third time, around three o'clock, he asked for reinforcements and I sent them. The fourth time, less than two hours ago, I told him to come and I phoned you gentlemen. Saul, will you describe the situation?'
Since Saul was over by the big globe, all but Wolfe and Stebbins and me had to twist their necks. 'Just the situation?' Saul asked.
'Lead up to it briefly.'
'Yes, sir. The first two hours I covered the neighbor- hood, but got no lead, so I went inside the building. I didn't tell the superintendent what I was after, just that I wanted to look around for something, and the way he reacted and the way he accepted forty dollars for his trouble, I decided he was honest. He showed me around the theater and the basement and the second floor. The third floor is occupied by a job-printing shop with two presses and the other equipment you would expect. He told the two men there what I had sug- gested, that I was an insurance underwriters' inspector looking for violations. From the way the men looked I decided I was hot, and I told the superintendent I
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would have to give the shop a good look and it would take a while, and he left. When I started looking behind things on shelves they jumped me and I had to get rough and pull my gun. I didn't shoot, but I had to knock one of them out. There was a phone on a table, and I rang you and asked you to send Fred and Orrie to help me search the place. You said they would be calling in soon, and you would-'
'That's far enough,' Wolfe said. 'And now?'
'They're still there. In behind stacks of paper on one of the shelves there are eight stacks of new twenty- dollar bills. In a compartment in the back of a cupboard are four engraver's plates that were probably used to make the bills. The two men are on the floor with their hands and feet tied. I don't know their names. There's only one chair in the room and Fred Durkin is sitting on it, or he was when I left, and Orrie Gather was sitting on a pile of paper. One of the men has a lump on the side of his head where I hit him with my gun, but he's not hurt much. I gave the superintendent another twenty dol- lars. That's the situation.'
Paul Hannah had started to rise, but hands on his shoulders had stopped him-Stebbins on the left and Leach on the right.
'You might add one detail,' Wolfe told Saul. 'The name one of them mentioned.'
'Yes, sir. That was after Fred and Orrie came and we had them tied and we found the plates. One of them said to the other one, 'I told you Paul would squeal. The goddamn murderous bastard. I told you we ought to clear out.' Do you want to hear the rest of it?'
'That will do for now. You will of course report in full to Mr. Cramer and Mr. Leach.' Wolfe's head moved. 'As you see, gentlemen, I was faced with a dilemma, since he was both a counterfeiter and a murderer. Pre- ferring not to choose, I asked you both to come, and I leave the question of priority to you. Since Mr. Cramer has him under arrest-'
The movement that interrupted him was by Paul Hannah, but it wasn't much of a movement. Apparently
