at ten o'clock this morning, and she phoned Bowen, and he said he couldn't allow his personal friendships to
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interfere with the functions of his staff. She then phoned the assistant DA and told him she would call him today and tell him what time it would be convenient for her to see him at her apartment'
'There's too many like her,' Cramer muttered.
'But she has a point,' I objected. 'She had told you all she knew and answered your questions and signed a statement, and why ten o'clock?' To Wolfe: 'Anyway, here's her check. She wants you to get the murderer before the police do, and let her phone the DA and tell him to come for him--or she and I will deliver him to the DA's office, either way. Of course I told her you wouldn't take the job on those terms, but you might possibly consider investigating the abuse of hospitality by one of her guests. I also told her you charge high fees, but she already knew that. I bring this up now because you just told Cramer you're not involved, and if you take this retainer you vrill be involved. I told Miss Rowan you probably wouldn't take it because you're already in the ninety per-cent bracket for the year and you hate to work.'
He was glowering at me. He knew that I knew he wouldn't turn it down with Cramer there. 'It will be a costly gratification of a pique,' he said.
'I told her so. She can afford it.'
'Her reason for hiring me is the most capricious in my experience. But I have not only eaten her bread and salt, I have eaten her grouse. I am in her debt. Mr. Cramer. I change my answer to your last question. I do have an involvement. My other answer holds. I have no information for you.'
Cramer's jaw was clamped. 'You know the law,' he said, and wheeled and headed for the door.
When a visitor leaves the office it is my custom to precede him to the hall and the front door to let him out; but when it's Cramer and he's striding out in a huff I would have to hop on it to get ahead of him, which would be undignified, so I just follow to see that he doesn't take our hats from the shelf and tramp on them. When I emerged from the office Cramer was halfway down the hall, and after one glance I did hop on it. Out on the stoop, reaching a finger to the bell button, was Laura Jay.
I can outhop Cramer any day, but he was too far ahead and was
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opening the door when I reached it. Not wanting to give him an excuse to take me downtown, I didn't bump him. I braked. He said, 'Good morning, Miss Jay. Come in.'
I got Laura's eye and said, 'Inspector Cramer is just leaving.'
'I'm in no hurry,' Cramer said, and backed up a step to give her room. 'Come in, Miss Jay.'
I saw it coming in her eyes--that is, I saw something was coming. They were at Cramer, not at me, but I saw the sudden sharp gleam of an idea, and then she acted on it. She came in all right, on the jump, through the air straight at Cramer, hands first reaching for his face. By instinct he should have jerked back, but experience is better than instinct. He ducked below her hands and came up against her with his arms around her, clamping her to him, leaving her nothing to paw but air. I got her wrists from the rear, pulled them to me, and crossed her arms behind her back.
'Okay,' I said, 'you can unwrap.'
Cramer slipped his arms from under hers and backed away. 'All right, Miss Jay,' he said. 'What's the idea?'
She tried to twist her head around. 'Let me go,' she demanded. 'You're breaking my arm.'
'Will you behave yourself?'
'Yes.'
As I let go she started to tremble, but then she stiffened, pulling her shoulders back. 'I guess I lost my head,' she told Cramer. 'I didn't expect to see you here. I do that sometimes, I just lose my head.'
'It's a bad habit, Miss Jay. What time is your appointment with Nero Wolfe?'
'I haven't got an appointment.'
'What do you want to see him about?'
'I don't want to see him. I came to see Archie Goodwin.'
'What about?'
Before she could answer a voice came from behind Cramer. 'Now what?' Wolfe was there, at the door to the office.
Cramer ignored him. 'To see Goodwin about what?' he demanded.
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'I think I know,' I said. 'It's a personal matter. Strictly personal.'
That's it,' Laura said. 'It's personal.'
Cramer looked at me, and back at her. Of course the question was, if he took us downtown and turned us over to a couple of experts could they pry it out of us? He voted no. He spoke to me. 'You heard me tell Wolfe he knows the law. So do you,' and marched to the door, opened it, and was gone.
'Well?' Wolfe demanded.
I tried the door to make sure it was shut, and turned. 'Miss Jay came to see me. I'll take her in the front room.'
'No. The office.' He turned and headed for the kitchen.
