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e back to the office。〃
Della Street asked： 〃Can I get in touch with you anywhere？〃
He shook his head。 〃I'll get in touch with you；〃 he said。
He drew the letter toward him and scribbled on the margin。 She hesitated for a moment； then walked around the desk so that she could look over his shoulder。
Perry Mason wrote on the letter： 〃Go back to the outer office。 Ring Drake's Detective Bureau； and ask for Paul Drake。 Get him to shadow this woman when she leaves the office。 But don't let her know she's being tailed。 Tell him I want to find out who she is； that it's important。〃
He took a blotter； blotted the note； and handed it to Della Street。
〃Have that attended to right away；〃 he said； 〃so that I can sign it before I go out。〃
She took the letter casually。 〃Very well；〃 she said； and left the office。
Perry Mason turned to the woman。 〃I've got to know something about how high I can go on this thing；〃 he told her。
〃What would you consider reasonable？〃 she asked。
〃Nothing at all；〃 he said crisply。 〃I don't like to pay money for blackmail。〃
〃I know；〃 she remarked； 〃but you must have had some experience。〃
〃Spicy Bits；〃 he told her； 〃will charge everything they think the traffic will bear。 What I'm trying to get at is； how much will it bear？ If they want too much I'll try stalling them along。 If they are willing to be reasonable； I can handle it quickly。〃
〃You've got to handle it quickly。〃
〃Well；〃 he said； 〃we're getting away from the question。 How much？〃
〃I could raise five thousand dollars；〃 she ventured。
〃Harrison Burke is in politics；〃 he told her。 〃From all I can hear； he isn't in politics for his health。 He runs with the reform crowd； and that makes his patronage all the more valuable to the other crowd。〃
〃What are you getting at？〃 she asked him。
〃I'm getting at the fact that Spicy Bits probably won't consider five thousand a drop in the bucket。〃
〃I could raise nine or perhaps ten；〃 she said； 〃in a pinch。〃
〃It'll be a pinch；〃 he told her。
She bit her lower lip between her teeth。
〃Suppose something turns up and I need to municate with you without waiting for the ad to be published in the paper？〃 he asked。 〃Where can I get in touch with you？〃
She shook her head swiftly and positively。
〃You can't。 That's one thing that we've got to have understood。 Don't try to reach me at my address。 Don't try to telephone me。 Don't try to find out who my husband is。〃
〃You're living with your husband？〃
She snapped him a swift look。
〃Of course I am； otherwise where would I get the money？〃
There was a knock at the outer door of the office； and Della Street thrust her head and shoulders into the room。
〃I have that matter attended to so you can sign the letter any time you want； Mr。 Mason；〃 she said。
Perry Mason got to his feet； looked meaningly at the woman。
〃All right； Mrs。 Griffin。 I'll do the best I can。〃
She arose from her chair； took a step toward the door； paused； and looked at the money on the table。
〃Do I get a receipt for the money？〃 she asked。
〃You do if you want it。〃
〃I think I would like to have it。〃
〃Of course；〃 he said； meaningly； 〃if you would like to have in your purse； a receipt made out to Eva Griffin for a retainer； and signed by Perry Mason； it's quite all right with me。〃
She frowned； and then said： 〃Don't make it that way。 Make a receipt to the effect that the holder of this receipt has paid you the amount mentioned； as a retainer。〃
He scowled； scooped up the money with his swiftly petent hands； and beckoned to Della Street。
〃Here； Della；〃 he said； 〃take this money。 Give Mrs。 Griffin a ledger page； and make a receipt to the effect that the account listed in our ledger； under that page number； is credited with five hundred dollars。 Mark on the receipt that that amount is by way of retainer。〃
〃Can you tell me what your total fees will be？〃 asked the woman。
〃It'll depend on the amount of the work；〃 he said。 〃They'll be high； but fair。 And they'll depend on results。〃
She nodded； hesitated a moment； and then said： 〃I guess that's all I have to do in here。〃
〃My secretary will give you the receipt；〃 he told her。
She smiled at him。 〃Good day。〃
〃Good day；〃 he said。
She paused at the door of the outer office； to turn and look back at him。
He was standing with his back to her； his hands thrust in his pockets； looking out of the window。
〃This way； please；〃 said Della Street； and closed the door。
Perry Mason continued to stare out at the street for some five minutes。 Then the door from the outer office opened once more； and Della Street came into the office。
〃She's gone；〃 she said。
Mason whirled to face her。
〃Why did you think she was phony？〃 he asked。
Della Street stared him steadily in the eye。
〃That woman；〃 she said； 〃spells trouble to me。〃
He shrugged his broad shoulders。
〃To me； she's five hundred dollars cash for a retainer。 And another fifteen hundred by way of a fee when I get the thing squared up。〃
The girl said； with some feeling： 〃She's phony； and she's crooked。 She's one of those well…kept little minxes that would double…cross anybody in order to take care of herself。〃
Perry Mason surveyed her appraisingly。
〃You don't find loyalty in wives；〃 he said； 〃who pay five hundred dollar retainers。 She's a client。〃
Della Street shook her head； and said： 〃That isn't what I meant。 I meant that there's something false about her。 She's concealing something from you right now； something that you should know。 She's sending you up against something as a blind proposition when she could make it easy for you if she'd only be frank。〃
Perry Mason made a gesture with his shoulders。
〃Why should I care if she makes it easy for me？〃 he asked。 〃She's the one that's paying for my time。 Time is all I'm investing。〃
Della Street said； slowly： 〃Are you sure that time is all you're investing？〃
〃Why not？〃
〃I don't know；〃 she said； 〃the woman's dangerous。 She is just the kind of a little minx who would get you into some sort of a jam and leave you to take it； right on the button。〃
His face didn't change expression； but his eyes glinted。 〃That's one of the chances I have to take；〃 he told her。 〃I can't expect my clients to be loyal to me。 They pay me money。 That's all。〃
She stared at him with a speculative look that held something of a wistful tenderness。 〃But you insist on being loyal to your clients； no matter how rotten they are。〃
〃Of course；〃 he told her。 〃That's my duty。〃
〃To your profession？〃
〃No；〃 he said slowly； 〃to myself。 I'm a paid gladiator。 I fight for my clients。 Most clients aren't square shooters。 That's why they're clients。 They've got themselves into trouble。 It's up to me to get them out。 I have to shoot square with them。 I can't always expect them to shoot square with me。〃
〃It isn't fair！〃 she blazed。
〃Of course not；〃 he smiled。 〃It's business。〃
She shrugged her shoulders。 〃I told the detective that you wanted her shadowed as soon as she left the office；〃 she said； abruptly getting back to her duties。 〃He said he'd be there to pick her up。〃
〃You talked with Paul Drake himself？〃
〃Of course； otherwise I wouldn't have told you everything was all right。〃
〃Okay；〃 he said； 〃you can bank three hundred out of that retainer； and give me two hundred to put in my pocket。 We'll find out who she really is； and then we'll have an ace in the hole。〃
Della Street went back to the outer office； returned with two hundred dollars in currency； which she handed to Perry Mason。
He smiled at her。
〃You're a good girl； Della；〃 he said。 〃Even if you do get funny ideas about women。〃
She whirled on him。 〃I hate her！〃 she said； 〃I hate the very ground she walks on！ But it isn't that。 It's something more than the hate。 It's sort of a hunch I've got。〃
He planted his feet wide apart； thrust his hands in his pockets； and stared at her。
〃Why do you hate her？〃 he asked； with tolerant amusement。
〃I hate everything she stands for！〃 said Della Street。 〃I've had to work for everything I