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make any noise because I didn't want to be interrupted by Helen Lugos, and the door to her room was half open, and I could hear 118 Please Pass the Guilt voices?hers and Kenneth Meer's. Mostly his. I suppose this is being recorded.' 'Yes.' 'Of course. What isn't?' He took a notebook from his pocket and opened it. 'So I'd better read it. The first thing I heard him say?he said, 'No, I'm not going to tell you how I found out. That doesn't matter anyway, I did find out. Odell is going to dope that bottle of whisky with LSD tomorrow afternoon, or he thinks he is, and I want to be damn sure you don't open the drawer to take a look at the usual time. Don't open it any time after lunch. Don't open it at all, don't go near it, because? well, don't.' And she said, 'But Ken, you'll have to tell me? Wait. I'd better make sure?' And there was the sound of her pushing her chair back.' The fingertips were at it again, this time on his knee. 'So I got out quick. She was probably going to come to make sure there was no one in Browning's room. I hadn't got to the desk, I was only a couple of steps from the door?I had left it open a crack?and I got out fast. I didn't go back to my room because there's another man in it with me and I wanted to be alone, so I went to the men's room and sat on the John to think it over. Of course what I wanted to do, I wanted to tell Browning. Maybe Meer was going to tell him but from what he said it didn't sound like it. But I didn't want to tell Browning I had entered his room by the hall door?of course I didn't. And I didn't know what Meer intended to do. I knew he intended to do something since he had told her not to go near the drawer, but what? What would you have thought he intended to do?' Wolfe shook his head. 'I don't know him. You did.' 'Sure, I knew him, but not well enough for that. For instance, I thought he might wait until about four o'clock Tuesday and then take the bottle from the drawer and put another bottle in its place, and have the whisky analyzed and have the bottle checked for fingerprints. He knew Browning never took a drink until about half past four or a quarter to five, when the program Please Pass the Guilt 119 scripts had all been okayed. I considered all the possibilities, what / could do, and the one thing I had to do was make sure that Browning didn't drink any doped whisky. So I decided to be there in the room with him Tuesday when he okayed the last script--1 usually was--and when he got the bottle out, I would say that there was nothing Odell wouldn't do to get the president's job, and it might be a good idea to open the other bottle. There was always another bottle there, unopened, often two.' 'You knew that,' Wolfe said. 'Sure, several of us did. Often a couple of us were there when he opened the drawer. One thing I considered: tell Browning that I had heard Meer say that to Helen, but not that I had been in his room. But that would have been very tricky because where was I and where were they? You may know that a lot of people think I want Meer's job.' 'That has been said, yes.' 'Maybe I do and maybe I don't. I want to get on, sure, who doesn't, but it doesn't have to be his job. Anyway, I had to consider that too. Of course if I had known what Meer was going to do, if I had even suspected it, I would have gone straight to Browning and told him just like it was. I didn't and of course I regret it.' 'You're assuming that Meer had decided to put a bomb in the drawer?' 'Certainly. My God, don't I have to? Didn't I have to?' 'You made that assumption that day--the next day? When you learned what had happened?' 'I certainly did.' 'Five weeks ago. Five weeks and two days. What have you done to verify it?' Copes nodded. 'It's easy to ask that. What could I have done? Could I ask people if they had seen Meer with a bomb? Could I ask them if they had seen him go into Browning's room? Could I ask Helen Lugos anything? Could I hire a detective? Naturally you're thinking I may have cooked this up. 120 Please Pass the Guilt Of course you are. You'd be a damn fool if you didn't. But there's one detail, one fact, that you have to consider. As I said, you probably knew that Odell went there to put LSD in the whisky because Mrs. Odell probably told you, but how did I know? One thing, Odell must have had the LSD with him, but there has been no mention of it. It could be that the police are reserving it, or it could be that he had it in his hand when he opened the drawer and no traces of it have been found, but I doubt that because they are very thorough and very expert on that kind of thing. Probably they're keeping it back. Maybe you know?' Wolfe skipped it. 'That's a detail, yes. Not conclusive, but indicative. You're aware, Mr. Copes, that without support your information is worthless. If I challenge Mr. Meer or Miss Lugos by telling them what you have told me and they say you lie, what then? Have you a suggestion?' 'No. The ad didn't say I have to tell you how to use the information. You're Nero Wolfe, the great detective; I'm just a guy who happened to hear something. Of course I realize Browning will have to know I entered his room that way, that will have to come out, maybe even on the witness stand. You've got it now on tape. If it costs me my job I'll need that sixty-five thousand. Should I tell Browning myself? Now?' 'No.' Wolfe made it positive. 'Tell nobody anything. May I see that notebook?' 'Certainly.' He took it from his pocket and got up to hand it over. It was loose-leaf with little rings. Wolfe gave several pages a look and stopped at one. 'Did you write this that day? Monday?' 'No. I wrote it the next day, Tuesday evening, after the--after what happened. But that's exactly what he said. I can swear to it.' 'You may have to.' Wolfe handed the notebook back to him. 'I can't tell you how I'll proceed, Mr. Copes, because I Please Pass the Guilt 121 t know. If I need you, 111 know where to find you.' He ;d back, his head against the chair back, and shut his eyes. nestly don't know if he realizes that that's no way to end iversation. I do. IS saul and Fred and Orrie and I are still discussing what Wolfe said that Friday morning?or rather, what we didn't say. They came at ten o'clock and I played it back for them twice ?the tape of the talk with Dennis Copes?and we considered two angles: one, Was it straight or had he hatched it to get Meer? and two, K it was straight, how were we going to wrap it up? By eleven o'clock, when Wolfe came down from the plant rooms, we hadn't got very far with either one. He told us good morning, put a raceme of Dendrobium chrysotoxum in the vase on his desk, sat and sent his eyes around, and asked, 'Have you a program?' 'Sure,' I said. 'Just what you're expecting, ask you for instructions.' 'One thing,' Saul said. 'He comes first. How good is it?' 'Obviously. On that he said one thing that was strikingly suggestive. Have you considered it?' We looked at one another. 'Well,' Saul said, 'that line about him being just a guy who happened to hear something. We agree that that sounds good. If he's faking it that's very good. A wonderful line.' Wolfe shook his head. 'I mean something quite different. One specific thing he said that suggests a possible answer to all questions. You haven't considered it?' 'We considered everything,' I said. 'What specific thing?' He shook his head again. 'Not now. Even if it means what Please Pass the Guilt 123 it may mean, we must first decide about him. The detail which --as he said--we have to consider: if he didn't learn about the LSD as he says he did, then how? Of course you have discussed that. And?' 'And nothing,' Orrie said. 'We've talked with a lot of people these two weeks, and not the slightest hint of the LSD angle from anyone. You told us to keep that good and tight and we did.' I said, 'The only mention of it we have heard has been from Mrs. Odell and Falk, and he got it from her. Possibly he also got it from his cousin who is an assistant DA, but he didn't say so. Apparently it is tight. Abbott evidently Hiinlcs Odell had a bomb in his pocket, not LSD.' Wolfe nodded. 'We'll have to explore the possibilities. Orrie. You will try again with the CAN personnel, this time on the one question, could his knowledge of the LSD have come through anyone there? He need not have learned it a month or even a week ago; even yesterday would do. Take care not to divulge it yourself. Fred. Forget the Palestinians. You are on speaking terms with members of the police force. A dozen?' 'Only two in Homicide,' Fred said. 'That may be enough. Knowledge of the LSD may not be limited to the Homicide men. The first to arrive at the scene may have found it. You need not take pains to reserve our knowledge of it; Mr. Cramer knows that we know about it. Does one of them know Mr. Copes or anyone connected with him?--Saul. You will try the other possible source, Mrs. Odell and Miss Haber. I doubt if Mrs. Odell has mentioned it to anyone whatever, but Miss Haber procured the LSD for her, and Mr. Copes would have needed to know only that to make a plausible conjecture. Does Mr. Copes know anyone she knows and might have told? Probably you should try from his end, not hers, but that's for you to decide. Have enough cash with you. If there is any urgent need for help, Archie will be here.' 124 Please Pass the Guilt Wolfe's eyes went to Fred, to Orrie, and back to Saul. 'We want this, messieurs. If you find another probable source for Mr. Copes's knowledge of the LSD, it will be more than satisfactory. Ironically, it will probably get him sixty-five thousand dollars for supplying the required information. I wish you luck.' As Saul stood he said, 'I have a question. Might it help if we knew what he said that was strikingly suggestive? Could it hurt?' 'Yes, it could hurt. It could divert your interest. I shouldn't have mentioned it. My tendency to strut. Display, like diffidence, is commendable only when it avails. Ignore it.' Just fine. What else could they do? Not to mention me. So when they were gone, I ignored it. I sat and ignored it while he glanced through the little stack of mail I had put on his desk, and when he looked up I asked, 'Do I do anything while I am being here?' 'Yes,' he said. 'This is Friday.' 'Right.' 'I would like to see Miss Lugos and Mr. Meer, not together. And not today. It's possible that today or this evening we'll get something. Miss Lugos at eleven o'clock tomorrow and Mr. Meer at three?' 'It's a June weekend and it may take pressure. I'm not objecting, I'm just asking. I would enjoy pressing somebody. Anybody.' 'So would I.' I got at the phone and dialed. 16 that afternoon Orrie and I had a two-piece argument, first on the phone and then face-to-face. Around three o'clock he called to say he would be working the whole weekend because he was taking a female CAN researcher to Atlantic City. I asked if he wished to leave a message for Jill, his wife, in case she called, and he said she was in Tokyo, which was plausible since she was an airline hostess. I said he would be paid to six p.m. Friday, and he said he would come and discuss it. He came a little after four, knowing that Wolfe would be up in the plant rooms, and said it would be a working weekend and he should also get twenty