Эрл Гарднер - The Case of the Daring Divorcee

Mason said, “If your client perpetrated a fraud on Garvin Hastings, she won’t be in a position to capitalize on that fraud. Having told him that she had a divorce, she will be stopped to take advantage of her chicanery.”

“We’ll argue the legal points in court, Mr. Mason,” Banner said. “Right now I’m simply advising everyone that Minerva Hastings is going to be in control of the business and we will expect unconditional loyalty from all of the office employees.”

“With the exception of Simley Beason,” Minerva Hastings said acidly. “As far as you are concerned, Simley Beason, you can go and comfort Adelle as of now. Your services are discontinued. You are no longer employed here. You may clean out your desk and get your personal things out of here any time this afternoon. I will leave orders that you are not to be admitted to the premises tomorrow.”

Mason said, “You can’t fire him. You haven’t been appointed executrix of the estate.”

She turned to Connely Maynard. “You understand me, Connely?” she said. “I want Simley Beason out of here and I want him kept out. I want to see that he gets all his things out of his desk this afternoon and that he is out of the office and surrenders his key. Do you understand?”

Connely Maynard swallowed once. Then he said, “Yes, Mrs. Hastings.”

“Very well,” she said. “See that my orders are carried out, regardless of what any attorney tries to tell you.”

With that she turned and swept imperiously out of the office, followed by Huntley Banner.

Mason said, “As far as I’m concerned, and as far as my client is concerned, orders given by Minerva Hastings are absolutely worthless. You people can do what you want to. You can take whatever action you see fit as far as your relationships are concerned, but as far as my client is concerned and as far as I am concerned, Minerva Hastings has no status. Having resorted to fraud to lead Garvin Hastings to think she had secured a divorce, she is now estopped to falsify her own utterances.”

And Mason smiled at a dumbfounded Hamilton Burger, then stalked out of the office without once looking back.

Back in his office Mason paced the floor, his head thrust slightly forward in frowning concentration.

After a few moments he started talking to Della Street, throwing the words over his shoulder as he paced and turned, paced and turned.

“Garvin Hastings bought two guns, Della,” he said. “One of them was purchased before he married Adelle, one while he was married to her.

“Now,” Mason went on, “would he have given a gun to Minerva? Remember that she had some friends in Carson City. She was driving back and forth — that is, we can assume she was. Hastings could have let her have his gun.”

“But he gave one to Adelle,” Della Street said.

“That’s right,” Mason said. “He gave one to Adelle. She doesn’t know the number. There was no reason for her to look at the number. The way she looked at it, a gun was a gun and that was all there was to it.

“But if Garvin gave her a gun he could well have given Minerva a gun.”

“That would have been the first gun he purchased,” Della Street said.

“Exactly,” Mason agreed.

“And it was that first gun which killed him?”

“We don’t know yet. It was the first gun that Tragg took from the desk drawer.

“It would have been rather easy for Minerva to have killed him after stealing Adelle’s purse, then she could have put the murder weapon in the purse, put on dark glasses, planted the purse here in this office, rushed over to Las Vegas, used a duplicate key which she had had made to Adelle’s apartment, gotten in there and stolen her gun. That would leave her with Adelle’s gun still in her possession.”

“Unless she was smart enough to get rid of it,” Della said.

“No,” Mason said, “she’d be a lot smarter if she kept it. Then when someone asked her if it wasn’t true that Garyin had given her a gun for her protection, she’d say, ‘Why, certainly,’ and produce the gun that he’d given Adelle.”

“And there’d be no way of proving she was lying?” Della Street asked.

“No way on earth,” Mason said. “We can surmise that the first gun was the one he intended to keep for himself, that the gun he bought after his marriage to Minerva was for her — a present to her for her protection.

“Give Paul Drake a ring, Della. Tell him that I want some more information on that Carson City car that was parked in the lot. It belonged to Harley C. Drexel, a contractor.”

“What about him?”

“See if there isn’t some connection between Minerva and Drexel. Remember that Drexel’s car was parked in the parking lot down here all Monday afternoon. There were two cars with Nevada licenses. One of them was a young woman from Las Vegas and I naturally felt that she would be the one to check. But in view of later developments I’m beginning to think this Carson City car may have some significance we don’t want to overlook.”

Della Street put through the call to Paul Drake and gave him the instructions.

The phone rang. Della answered it, said, “Huntley Banner calling for you, Chief.”

Mason picked up his telephone, said, “Hello, Mason speaking.”

“This is Banner, Mr. Mason. I want to impress upon you that I had no intention whatever of representing Minerva until after the developments following Garvin Hastings’ death.”

“And why did you want to impress that on me?” Mason asked.

“It’s a question of ethics.”

“The ethics in the matter,” Mason said, “are between you and your own conscience on the one hand, between you and the bar association on the other.”

“I understand, but I value your good opinion.”

“Don’t ever try to value something you don’t have,” Mason said.

“Now, don’t be like that, Mason. I feel that it would be a great mistake for us to get involved in litigation which would eat up the assets of the estate. After all, there are always two sides to every question, there’s always a middle ground and there are enough assets here for both parties.

“I think our clients might be able to work out a settlement if we can keep personalities out of it.”

“Go ahead,” Mason said. “You’re doing the talking.”

“Well, in the first place,” Banner said, “you must realize that my client has the inside track legally. Once you accept that as a fact, then we can discuss matters.”

“I don’t accept that as a fact,” Mason said.

“I’ll tell you what I’m going to do,” Banner said. “I’m going to have my secretary take a copy of Garvin Hastings’ will to your office.”

“His last will?” Mason asked.

“As far as we know, it’s his last will. It was made shortly after he married Minerva Hastings. He left everything to her and named her executrix of the estate.”

“Then that will was invalidated by his subsequent marriage to Adelle Sterling,” Mason said.

“Now wait a minute, wait a minute. That wasn’t legal marriage,” Banner pointed out. “Therefore the provisions of the law regarding automatic revocation of wills in whole or in part has no application here.”

“And,” Mason went on, “I am inclined to think he made another will which revoked the will you’re referring to.”

“I don’t think he did,” Banner said. “If he did, I think I’d have known of it. I know what he was intending to do. I’ll be fair with you on that.

“Actually he had given me the data and told me to draw up a will and revoke all prior wills. Then this separation with Adelle developed and he told me to hold up drawing that last will until we could negotiate a property settlement. He told me that he would give her a sum of money payable in annual installments over a ten-year period and make provision for her in a lump sum in his will. That was all to be part of the property settlement. For that reason he instructed me to hold off drawing the will.”