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«They're absolute,» Mason said. «There can be no mistake.»
Mrs. Briggs said, «That first time she got sick was after she ate all that Spanish food. George cooked up the food on the grill in the patio.»
«We all had it,» Mrs. Kelvin said. «That is, the first time.»
«And only Lauretta got sick,» her husband pointed out.
Dr. Alton said, «Spanish food would be an ideal means of concealing an attempt at arsenic poisoning.»
«That second time she got sick,» Mrs. Briggs went on, «George had been doing some more outdoor cooking.»
«Who is George?» Mason asked.
«George Eagan, the chauffeur,» Gordon Kelvin said.
«And he doubles as a cook?» Mason asked.
«He doubles in almost anything and everything. He's with Lauretta most of the time.»
«Too much of the time, if you ask me,» Mrs. Kelvin snapped. «The man is positively trying to dominate her thinking.»
Mason said, «Would you, by any chance, know whether he is remembered in her will?»
They exchanged shocked glances.
«Does anyone know the terms of her will?» Mason asked.
Again there were glances and a significant silence.
«Apparently,» Mason said, «Delano Ba
Kelvin said, «Lauretta jealously guards her private affairs. Perhaps she feels there is too much of her family living with her. She has become very secretive about all of her personal affairs.»
«Financial affairs,» Mrs. Briggs said.
«Both personal and financial,» Mrs. Kelvin added.
Mason said, «I have reason to believe that the situation at the present time may be somewhat crucial.»
«How did you get a sample of her hair and fingernails?» Kelvin asked.
«I instructed the nurse,» Dr. Alton said.
Kelvin turned to A
«She told him,» A
«An allergy?» Kelvin asked.
Dr. Alton said, «I explained to Nurse Fritch here that I wanted some tests made for an allergy, that there was a possibility the patient's symptoms might have been a violent and acute reaction to an allergy. I asked her to get samples of hair and nails and to explain to the patient that I was taking the nails because I was going to give her some medicine that would cause a skin irritation and I didn't want her to scratch. I also said that I thought the digestive upset she had had might have been due to an allergic reaction to a certain type of hairdressing-those things do happen, you know.»
Kelvin said with dignity, «I think instead of standing here and becoming angry at Dr. Alton, we should give him our thanks and start doing something.»
«Doing what?» Mrs. Briggs asked.
«Trying to locate Lauretta for one thing.»
Mrs. Kelvin said, «She's out with that chauffeur of hers. Heaven knows where they've gone or when they'll be back. What are we going to do about trying to locate her? Call the police?»
Gordon Kelvin said, «Of course not. However, we know certain places where she might be. There are several restaurants that she frequents. There are a few friends on whom she might be calling. I would suggest that we get on the telephone and start calling, being very, very careful not to do anything which would indicate there might be any urgency in what we are trying to do.»
«You two girls are probably the ones to do it. Start ringing her friends on the phone, say casually it's a little late to be calling, but that you want to speak with Lauretta.
«If it turns out Lauretta is there, take it in stride. Tell her that she's wanted home at once, that… that her sister isn't feeling at all well.
«Whichever sister happens to locate her can say it's the other sister who has been taken ill, and ask Lauretta to come home at once.
«In that way the chauffeur won't feel that we're suspicious of him and won't try to-well, won't try anything.»
«Such as what?» Briggs asked.
«There are lots of things he could try,» Mrs. Kelvin snapped.
«Well, we don't want him to get suspicious; we want him to walk right into our trap,» Kelvin said.
«What trap?» Mason asked.
They looked at him for a moment, then Kelvin said, «He's the only one who could have poisoned her, don't you see?»
«No, I don't see,» Mason said. «I can see grounds for suspicion but it's a long way from suspicion to actual proof. I would suggest that you be rather careful before you start talking about traps.»
«I see your point,» Kelvin said. «However, let's start trying to locate her and get her home. At least she'll be safe here.»
«She hasn't been,» Mason said.
«Well, she's going to be now!» Kelvin snapped.
«I agree with you,» Dr. Alton said. «I am going to explain to her exactly what has happened; I am going to put my cards on the table, and I am going to see that she has private nurses around the clock, and that all food which she ingests is taken under the supervision of those nurses.»
«Fair enough,» Kelvin agreed. «I don't think anyone will object to that.»
He turned to the others.
«Will they?» he asked.
Mrs. Briggs said, «Oh, stuff and nonsense! You can't put her in a virtual prison that way, or an isolation ward or something; once Dr. Alton tells her, she can be on her guard. After all, she's old enough to live her own life. She doesn't need to be isolated from all her pleasures simply because Dr. Alton said someone has tried to poison her.»
Dr. Alton said angrily, «You can shorten that sentence by leaving out the words 'because Dr. Alton said' and have the sentence stand '_simply because someone tried to poison her_.'»
Mrs. Briggs said, «I am not accustomed to shortening my sentences.»
Mason caught Dr. Alton's angry expression. «I think we'll be going, Doctor,» he said.
«Well, I'm going to wait and see if they can get in touch with my patient,» Dr. Alton said.
The telephone rang sharply.
«That's Lauretta calling now,» Mrs. Kelvin said. «Answer it, Nurse, and then let me talk with her.»
The nurse answered the phone.
«It's for Mr. Perry Mason,» she said.
«Excuse me,» Mason said to the others and took the phone. «Yes, hello,» he said.
Virginia Baxter's voice came over the wire. «Mr. Mason, is it all right for me to see Lauretta Trent?» she asked.
Mason's eyes made a quick survey of the curious faces in the room.
«Where?» he asked.
«Up at a motel above Malibu.»
«When?»
«She's overdue now. At first I thought it would be the thing to do, but after I got here I wasn't so certain.»
«Where's here?»
«The motel.»
«Where?»
«Here-Oh, I see what you mean. It's the Saint's Rest, and I'm in Unit Fourteen.»
«Telephone there?»
«Yes. In each of the units.»
«Thanks,» Mason said, «I'll call back. Wait.»
The lawyer hung up.
Mason nodded to Della Street, bowed to the gathering, said, «If you'll excuse us, please, we'll be going.»
Dr. Alton said, «I may want to reach you later, Mr. Mason.»
«Call the Drake Detective Agency,» Mason said. «They're open twenty-four hours a day. They'll relay messages.»
Mason started for the door.
Mrs. Briggs said, «Before you leave, Mr. Mason, I want you to know that we are absolutely horrified by what Dr. Alton has told us-and we are very much inclined to think there is more to it than appears on the surface.»
Mason bowed. «You are, of course, entitled to your opinion. My only answer is to wish you a very good night.»
The lawyer stood aside for Della to precede him through the door.