"I told you. Nadine has it."
"All right, she took the gun," Mason said. "What happened after she took the gun?"
"She told me if I wanted to have a rendezvous aboard the yacht with my paramour, she wasn"t going to stand for it. She told me that she was going to invoke the unwritten law and kill Ellen. It was a terrible scene. I have never seen her like that before. She was utterly insane."
"What did she do?"
"Got in the skiff and rowed away and left me marooned on the yacht."
"Didn"t you object to that?"
"Of course I objected to it. If I could have got close enough, Mr. Mason, I"d have knocked her down and taken the gun away, but she was too smart for that. She made me keep my distance and she kept me covered. I believe she would have killed me. In fact, the idea in her mind at that time was to kill me aboard the yacht, then kill Ellen and then kill herself."
"But why leave you marooned aboard the yacht?"
"She was afraid I would try to warn Ellen."
"Go on," Mason said. "What happened?"
"That"s about all I know. She rowed away in the skiff. I was marooned aboard the yacht until nearly ninethirty. Then I was able to attract the attention of a party of yachtsmen and got taken ash.o.r.e."
"Couldn"t you have started the engine on the yacht and gone into the pier?"
"No chance," Ellis said. "She took the keys to the starting switch with her. I had had a burglarproof lock put on there so that when the keys are out it"s impossible to start the motor. I suppose an electrician could have shortcircuited the wires back of the locking mechanism but I didn"t know how to do it and I"m not too certain it could have been done. I had the sort of lock installed that would keep people from stealing the yacht and taking it for a joy ride.
"It"s not a particularly large yacht, Mr. Mason; only forty-two feet, but it"s very expensive and perfectly appointed. I have spent a lot of money trying to make it very comfortable."
"All right," Mason said, "you got ash.o.r.e about ninethirty. Then what?"
"So then I tried to find my wife and I couldn"t find her. I went to talk with Ellen but I didn"t want to alarm her. I just told her to be careful, that my wife was on the warpath. So then I went out looking for Nadine.
"Then this morning my wife showed up very briefly at the house. She made further threats. She said Ellen Robb had been meeting me secretly aboard the yacht, that she was going to prove that fact by having fingerprint experts develop her latent fingerprints.
"She also said she felt Ellen was waiting for me on the yacht right then and that if she was, she was going to kill her."
"What did you do then?"
"Nothing. Ellen had never met me aboard the yacht. I knew Nadine was barking up the wrong tree, so I let her go . . . . But I want you to know that my wife is in a murderous rage so you can take steps to protect Ellen."
"Did you know that Ellen Robb and George Anc.l.i.tas had had an altercation?"
"What about the altercation?"
"He fired her, and gave her a black eye to boot," Mason said.
"What!" Ellis exclaimed, half rising from the chair.
"Gave her a black eye," Mason said.
Ellis said, "I"ll kill him for that. That . . . that boorish, arrogant, crooked . .
Ellis quit talking, compressed his lips in a thin, straight line.
Mason said, "On behalf of Miss Robb I"m filing suit against George Anc.l.i.tas and several John Does, who I think are partners in the business, for six thousand dollars exemplary damages and fifteen hundred dollars actual damages for pain and suffering."
Ellis said, "Mr. Mason, I am beginning to be satisfied that game was crooked. I think that . . . I think that Ellen could tell you something about that. I want to get even with George Anc.l.i.tas. If he struck Ellen, I"m going to give him the beating of his life. I"ll--"
"And how will that look when your wife files suit for divorce and names Ellen Robb as correspondent?" Mason asked.
Ellis" face showed dismay.
"There are some things you have to take into consideration," Mason said dryly.
"Look," Ellis said, "I"ll do anything I can in this matter, Mason. I"ll--I"d like to pay your fees for prosecuting that case against George."
"And how would that look in the divorce action?" Mason" asked.
Ellis hesitated, then said, "All right. I have lost around ten thousand dollars there in The Big Barn. I"m now satisfied the game was crooked. If you want to act as my attorney to recover that money, I"ll pay you fifty per cent of the recovery and give you all the expense money you need to prosecute. You can hire detectives or do anything else you need to do."
"I may be disqualified on that action," Mason said. "I already advised your wife--gratuitously, of course--that she could probably recover the community funds that had been lost gambling, regardless of whether the game was straight or crooked."
"Mr. Mason, don"t you understand what that would do to my reputation? I"d be the laughingstock of--"
"I don"t think so," Mason interrupted. "I think if a few women would take action of this sort, it would give the big gamblers something to think about, particularly the ones where the games are crooked."
"On the contrary," Ellis said with some feeling. "It would have exactly the opposite effect, Mr. Mason. The ones who were running square games couldn"t afford to stay in business. If they were faced with the prospect of having to give up their winnings when some woman filed suit claiming it was community property that the husband had lost, the ones who were running a straight game would find that the percentage was too much against them and they"d go out of business. On the other hand, the crooked gamblers would stay in business. Or I"ll put it this way. The gamblers who stayed in business would be crooked."
"You have a point there," Mason said. "I don"t know, of course, what"s going to happen when the doctrine laid down in this decision is tested in the Supreme Court of this state or the Supreme Court of the United States. This, however, is at present a new angle on the law of community property. It"s an interesting legal development, and I"m going to watch and see what happens."
"Well, I"ll say one thing," Ellis said. "You certainly threw a monkey wrench into the City of Rowena. George would do almost anything to keep that information from being made public. I guess you know that my wife intended to have a meeting and retained an attorney by the name of Gowrie to address the meeting, and George promptly bought him off."
Mason raised his eyebrows. "Bought him off?"
"Sure he did. Oh, nothing crude. He didn"t go to Gowrie and offer him money not to appear at the meeting, but Gowrie now has some new clients who brought him some rather important business and I think conveyed the idea to him that they would be very unhappy if he addressed a meeting of the Women"s Club of Rowena on the subject of gambling."
"He told me," Mason said, "that he couldn"t get hold of your wife."
"Sure, he was trying to reach her but he was trying to reach her to tell her that he"d have to postpone the meeting and that he didn"t think he"d be available. I think he also was going to tell her that after thinking the matter over and looking up the law on the subject, he had decided that the point probably wasn"t well taken."
"How do you know all this?"
"He talked with me on the telephone. He was feeling his way," Ellis said.
"All right," Mason told him. "I"ll think over the information you"ve given me. If you get in touch with your wife, let me know at once."
"Tell me, Mason, is Ellen in a safe place? That"s what I want to know. Can you guarantee protection?"
"I can"t guarantee protection to anyone," Mason said.
"How about the police?"
"They can"t either," Mason said. "If the police tried to put guards around every woman who is threatened with death at the hands of a jealous spouse, they wouldn"t have enough officers left to direct traffic."
"But she"s in actual danger."
"That may be," Mason said. "She is, however, fairly well concealed. I"m going to keep her under cover for the time being and I appreciate the information you"ve given me.
"However, these things happen. You pick up the paper almost any day and you"ll find where some jealous ex-husband went to the apartment of his divorced wife, made a scene, killed her and killed himself. Or where a woman threatened to leave her husband, and he told her that if he couldn"t have her, no one else was going to and pulled out a gun and killed her, then gave himself up to the authorities. These crimes of emotion account for the majority of our murders, but for every person who is actually killed under circ.u.mstances of that sort, there are a thousand who are threatened. The police simply can"t cope with any situation of that sort."
"You sound cold-blooded about it," Ellis said heatedly. "Ellen Robb is a beautiful woman, a sweet, good young woman. Oh, I know she"s been around, but essentially she"s a mighty fine, sweet young woman and . . . well, you simply can"t sit back and let my wife go all out on the warpath this way."
"Where do you think your wife is now?"
"I think she"s in Arizona. The story was that Ellen was to get a job at one of the night clubs in Phoenix. She had some connections there, and I suppose that"s where Nadine went. If Ellen is here, I certainly hope Nadine is in Arizona--I"m hoping she"ll cool down by the time she gets back."
"Well, we"ll see what we can do," Mason said. "I"ll try and protect my client to the best of my ability, but you understand we can"t furnish absolute protection in a situation of that sort; even the police can"t."
Ellis said, "Look here, Mr. Mason, if the police can"t protect her, we can hire a private bodyguard for her. I want to pay for it, no matter what it costs. Armed guards who can watch her day and night."
"And how will that look in the divorce suit?" Mason asked.
Ellis thought over the lawyer"s remark. "I guess I"m licked," he said, getting to his feet. "However, Mr. Mason, I"m telling you there"s a real danger to your client and to me."
Mason merely nodded.
Ellis seemed reluctant to leave the office, but Mason arose, signifying the interview was terminated.
As soon as Ellis left the office, Mason nodded to Della Street. "Get Paul Drake, if he hasn"t already gone home, Della. Have him come down here right away."
Less than a minute later, Drake was in Mason"s office.
Mason said, "Ellen Robb is staying at the Surf and Sea Motel in Costa Mesa. She"s registered under her real name. She may or may not be in some danger. Apparently an irate wife is on the warpath and is looking for her with a gun."
"Bodyguard?" Drake asked.
"Bodyguards," Mason said, "the "s" sound signifies the plural, two or more, and without her knowing anything about it. I want you to keep an eye on the place. Have men on duty down there where they can watch the door of Ellen Robb"s motel apartment. If any woman asks for Ellen or if any woman shows up, have your men get on the job. If the woman is "about twenty-seven, redhaired, streamlined, perhaps a little on the thinnish side, I want your man to stop her, no matter on what pretext, and if her name should be Nadine Ellis--Mrs. Helman Ellis--I want your men to take some action."
"How much action?"
"It depends on the circ.u.mstances," Mason said. "Divert her attention and . . . well, in any event, stick right with her. If this woman sees Ellen Robb, I want at least one of your men there. I want him to make certain there isn"t any opportunity for Mrs. Ellis to pull a gun and go bang, bang."
"I get it," Drake said. "We do a lot of that stuff. I"ve got some pretty good men. However, it runs into money. How long do you want them kept on the job?"
"As long as there"s any possibility of trouble," Mason said.
"How long will that be?"
"Until we locate Mrs. Ellis and find out more about the situation."
"Okay," Drake said. "Will do."
After Drake had left, Mason turned to Della Street. "Now," he said, "we have the question of the gun."
"How do you mean?"
"We start out with four guns that George Anc.l.i.tas had," Mason said. "He gave one away. That leaves three. Now, one of them shows up in the personal effects of Ellen Robb. Presumably, George is going to claim that gun was stolen from him. That leaves George with two guns."
"What are you getting at?" Della Street asked.
"Simply trying to keep the guns straight," Mason said, grinning. "Usually when I get in a case the district attorney accuses me of introducing additional guns and juggling them around and--"
"And that"s exactly what you"ve done in this case," Della Street said.
"I have, for a fact. Won"t it be nice when George Anc.l.i.tas "discovers" that one of his guns has been stolen and accuses Ellen Robb of having committed the theft? He"ll get a search warrant for her baggage. Then the officers will discover the gun, and then George will swear to a complaint. The matter will be brought into court and when they start introducing the gun in evidence, I"ll ask that the number of the gun be read into evidence. Then we"ll check the records to get the numbers of George"s gun and then it will turn out that the gun that was found in Ellen"s baggage wasn"t the gun that was "stolen" from George Anc.l.i.tas."
"And then?" Della asked, smiling.
Mason grinned gleefully. "Then," he said, "We"ll have another suit for damages against George Anc.l.i.tas. Perhaps after a while, Della, we"ll teach him not to pick on women and black their eyes."
"But," Della Street asked, "suppose someone finds you"re holding George"s gun up here?"
"Why, the very idea!" Mason exclaimed. "I wouldn"t think of holding George"s gun up here. I told you we were going to return it to the owner as soon as we knew who the owner was."
"You"ll just hand it to him?" she asked, her eyes twinkling.
"I said we"d return it," Mason answered, grinning.
"Do you have a plan?" she asked.
Mason said, "Downstairs at the soda fountain they use ice in the drinks that is round, about an inch diameter with a hole in the center and--"
"Go ahead," Della Street said, as Mason broke off and started to chuckle.
"I think," Mason said, "they make that ice around the outside of a pipe. They have some process by which they fill a larger pipe with water, freeze it, then get the ice out in lengths and cut it into pieces to put in the drinks.
"Suppose you run down, Della, talk with whoever is in charge and find out if you can get a piece of ice about . . . oh, say twelve inches long."
Della Street regarded him quizzically for a moment, then smiled and said, "On my way, Counselor. I take it we"re about to freeze the evidence."
"On the contrary," Mason said. "We"re going to melt a hard heart. Also, Della, pick up a shoe box and fill it half full of dry ice."
Della Street nodded, left the office.
Mason was once more pacing the floor when Della Street returned with a shoe box under her arm.
"Get it?" Mason asked.
She nodded.