Goddamm it, Cecil demanded, what are you after? Thats the point! What are you trying to pull? Why did you send
Shut up, Cece, Beverly Kent ordered him, not diplomatic at all. Let Paul tell him.
The lawyer did so. Your insinuation, Schuster said, that we have entered into a conspiracy to buy you off is totally unwarranted. Or to bully you. We came because we feel, with reason, that our rights of privacy are being violated without provocation or just cause, and that you are responsible. We doubt if you can justify that responsibility, but we thought you should have a chance to do so before we consider what steps may be taken legally in the matter.
Pfui, Wolfe said.
An expression of contempt is hardly an adequate justification, Mr Wolfe.
I didnt intend it to be, sir. Wolfe leaned back and clasped his fingers at the apex of his central mound. This is futile, gentlemen, both for you and for me. Neither of us can possibly be gratified. You want a stop put to your involvement in a murder inquiry, and my concern is to involve you as deeply as possiblethe innocent along with
Why? Schuster demanded. Why are you concerned?
Because Mr Goodwins professional reputation and competence have been challenged, and by extension my own. You invoked respondent superior ; I will not only answer, I will act. That the innocent must be involved along with the guilty is regrettable but unavoidable. So you cant get what you want, but no more can I. What I want is a path to a fact. I want to know if one of you has buried in his past a fact that will account for his resort to murder to get rid of Faith Usher, and if so, which. Manifestly you are not going to sit here and submit to a day-long inquisition by me, and even if you did, the likelihood that one of you would betray the existence of such a fact is minute. So, as I say, this is futile both for you and for me. I wish you good day only as a matter of form.
But it wasnt quite that simple. They had come for a showdown, and they werent going to be bowed out with a good day as a matter of format least, three of them werent. They got pretty well worked up before they left. Schuster forgot all about saying that they hadnt come to present a threat. Kent went far beyond the bounds of what I would call diplomacy. Cecil Grantham blew his top, at one point even pounding the top of Wolfes desk with his fist. I was on my feet, to be handy in case one of them lost control and picked up a chair to throw but my attention was mainly on our client. He was out of luck. For the sake of appearance he sort of tried to join in, but his heart wasnt in it, and all he could manage was a mumble now and then. He didnt leave his chair until Cecil headed for the door, followed by Kent , and then, not wanting to be the last one out, he jumped up and went. I stepped to the hall to see that no one took my new hat in the excitement, went and tried the door after they were out, and returned to the office.
I expected to see Wolfe leaning back with his eyes closed, but no. He was sitting up straight, glaring at space. He transferred the glare to me.
This is grotesque, he growled.
It certainly is, I agreed warmly. Four of the suspects come to see you uninvited, all set for a good long heart-to-heart talk, and what do they get? Bounced. The trouble is, one of them was our client, and he may think were loafing on the job.
Bah. When the men phone tell them to come in at three. No. At two-thirty. No. At two oclock. Well have lunch early. Ill tell Fritz. He got up and marched out.
I felt uplifted. That he was calling the men in for new instructions was promising. That he had changed it from three oclock, when his lunch would have been settled, to two-thirty, when digestion would have barely started, was impressive. That he had advanced it again, to two, with an early lunch, was inspiring. And then to go to tell Fritz instead of ringing for himall hell was popping.
Chapter 10
Fred Durkin grinned. A joke was a joke. Orrie Gather
smiled. He was even handsomer when he smiled, but not necessarily braver. Saul Panzer said, Three times when you meant it, and twice when you didnt.
You never disappoint me, Saul. Wolfe was doing his best to be sociable. He had just crossed the hall from the dining-room. With Fred and Orrie he wouldnt have strained himself, but Saul had his high regard. This, then, he said, makes four times that I have meant it and this time my fault was so egregious that I made myself pay for it. The only civilized way to spend the hour after lunch is with a book, but I have just swallowed my last bite of cheese cake, and here I am working. You must bear with me. I am paying a deserved penalty.
Maybe its our fault too/ Saul suggested. We had an order and we didnt fill it.
No, Wolfe said emphatically. I cant grab for the straw of your charity. I am an ass. If any share of the fault is yours it lies in this, that when I explained the situation to you Wednesday evening and gave you your assignments none of you reminded me of my maxim that nothing is to be expected of tagging the footsteps of the police. Thats what youve been doing, at my direction, and it was folly. There are scores of them, and only three of you. You have been merely looking under stones that they have already turned. I am an ass.