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No.

Come in, Mr. Stokes.

It is Mr.

Stokes. Yes, sir. Merchant Marine.

Sit down if you like to.

No, thank you.

I understand you want to see one of the prisoners, a man by the name of Riley

Morgan. You're not a relative.

No, sir.

Close friend, perhaps?

Well, I ain't even sure I know the guy, but if I could just see him.

Well, here,

sir.

Maybe you read this.

It's an article about this fellow, Riley Morgan.

It says he got life for a murder he'd done in L .A. six years ago.

He claimed he had an alibi, but it never held up.

Yes, I remember it was something about a witness who couldn't be found or never

existed. Well, Morgan claimed he was a sailor.

Mr. Stokes, do you want me to believe that you are that sailor?

Well, sir, it...

It sure reads like something that happened to me about six years ago.

I remember telling my captain the reason I was late getting back to the ship was

because I helped a guy with a broken ankle.

Mr. Stokes, why have you waited for six years?

Well, because the same day this happened to me, my ship pulled out of San Pedro.

Do you mean to say that you didn't read anything about the trial in the

newspapers? Well, the Kendall murder was a sensational case in Los Angeles.

So, warden, our next port of call was Yokohama, and I never learned to read

Japanese.

After that, I worked a Dutch ship out of Australia for a couple of years.

Sir, when I finally saw that, I couldn't get it out of my head.

Imagine a guy in for six years, and maybe he's been innocent all that time.

If only I can remember what he looked like.

I want Riley Morgan up here right away.

Oh, send several other men for a lineup.

Mr. Stokes, you're going to have to answer a lot of questions.

Well, Mr. Stokes?

Well, sir, it's been a long time. I was afraid he might not be the same.

But that's the guy, all right. That one right there.

All right, Morgan.

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um

I've got to go now. I'll call you tonight. Okay. See you, Kendall.

Hi, Mom.

Hi, darling. Sorry I'm late. Oh, that's okay.

Oh, not another note from the commandant.

No, Mom. I don't even know where it came from.

It's for you.

Oh, aren't you going to open it?

Well, we can't park here.

I'll read it later.

Hello, General.

Hi, Uncle Roger.

Hello, Roger.

I hope you hadn't forgotten.

This is Black Friday.

Mr. Warren Donner awaits you in the study. Why don't you handle it, Roger?

know much more about the business than I do. It's not quite the same, my dear.

Besides, he has a bundle of papers requiring your signature.

He also has some special problems entailed from reading the newspapers.

Well, can't you entertain him yourself for a few minutes? I'd like to freshen

up.

Where is she?

Fixing up a bit. She'll be down presently.

Doesn't she know this man Morgan has been exonerated and released?

Poor devil. Imagine spending all that time... Poor devil.

Roger, don't you realize how this is going to affect the reputation of our

family, of our company?

By the time I walked into the board meeting yesterday, everyone went, shh,

like that.

They'd been gossiping about me.

About me, the vice president.

You can imagine what this has done to my wife.

Yes, I suppose Fay must be rather upset.

Then why shouldn't she be?

Finding out after six years that her own brother's murderer must still be

running around loose.

Now there'll be a new investigation.

All right, Warren.

I know how difficult it must be for both you and Fay.

But I do wish you would consider Lorraine.

After all, it was her husband who was murdered.

All four of us benefited by his death.

You, Lorraine, myself, Fay.

Do you know what people are saying already?

Which one did it?

Which one of us really committed that murder?

The governor has given Riley Morgan a full pardon. Who really killed your

husband? For more information, call Adams. And stop snooping into mine.

I'm Stokes.

There's a quiet spot over here where we can talk.

Sit down, Miss Kendall. I'll tell you right off, Mr. Stokes. I resent the way

you got in touch with me.

Now, I'm real sorry I had to go through the boy to reach you, but he was the

only lead I had.

Anyway, it's all in a good cause.

Well, if you're talking about Riley Morgan, I'm sorry he spent all those

in prison.

But he's free now.

That's just the point.

He ain't free.

He's got no friends, no relatives, no money.

He can't get a job.

How much do you want?

For myself?

Nothing. Not a cent.

But the way I figure, Morgan took somebody off the hot seat, and that

be worth something.

Where is he, Mr. Stokes?

Where can I find Riley Morgan?

Well, now that I don't rightly know, a man just out of prison.

But we're in this together, Riley and me.

A word to me is the same as to him.

So you're not even going to tell me where he is until I agree to pay, is

it?

Well, I didn't bring any cash, and I didn't bring my checkbook.

Lady, if your conscience don't tell you that Riley Morgan rates... My conscience

is quite clear.

I wish I'd ask your little boy what she was like.

You stay away from Jimmy. You hear me? Stay away from him.

All right.

Go back home. I won't bother you again.

Mr. Stokes, wait.

I know an injustice has been done.

Now, if you'd just tell me how much help Mr. Morgan needs and how I can reach

him with it.

Ms. Kendall, sometimes when a man is put in prison wrong, the state pays him

something. Say, $10 ,000, maybe.

But Riley?

He's found it don't work that simple.

He ain't collected one cent.

So I guess maybe half that much.

Maybe $5 ,000.

That ought to be all anybody'd ever need.

$5 ,000.

Well, I'll let you know.

I'll phone you. Is that all right?

I knew you was really okay.

Just a little scared, maybe.

Don't you worry. There's nothing to be scared of.

Did you get it all down on tape?

Yeah. Well, what do you think? Can you pay me anything?

Stokes, you're a card.

What's the matter? Isn't there anything you could use?

I thought a magazine article would go big right now. You wrote so much about

trial six years ago.

You're not interested in a few dollars I can give you, even if this stuff was

usable. Okay, I can use the publicity, too.

The only way I can get the state to pay Morgan anything is to get some

publicity. Stokes, you didn't fool the lady, and you don't fool me.

You worked real hard not to use the word blackmail, but a rose by any other name

still smells the same.

Looks like you're playing six ends against the middle, and it's not for

Worth. I don't want any part of your wreck.

little scared, maybe.

Don't you worry, there's nothing to be scared of.

Well, sir, is it there?

You mean that's all there is? Well, I thought maybe somewhere among the things

she said.

She didn't say a blasted thing, neither did he.

I only knew what it is you're looking for, just what it is you think we might

find out. None of your business.

You just keep after that man.

Write your articles, keep him interested, find out everything he

What's that all about?

Isn't it obvious?

Lorraine's up to something. At least she's a lot more worried than she ought

be.

Hasn't Lorraine always been up to something?

Someday I'll figure her out.

Having a woman like that own our company.

I thought perhaps you'd learn something about who killed my brother.

Friday, he was a hitman for the mob whose specialty was explosives.

But police say he knew too much, and the same gangsters who paid him to kill

silenced him for good.

Spy.

Seems to be news copy prepared for publication.

It arrived this morning, special delivery.

There was a note attached asking me to read the story for inaccuracies.

Are there any?

Seems to be just a...

retelling of your husband's murder. Oh, no, it's all distorted.

I mean that implication that I benefited so much from Martin's death.

All that innuendo.

I don't recall the true details of the case very well, Mrs. Kendall.

Well, there had been some trouble between my husband and Riley Morgan over

loan that was to have been repaid by a certain date.

What were the circumstances of the loan?

I, uh, I wasn't very familiar with my husband's business at that time.

But in any case, Morgan tried to ask my husband for an extension of time.

He phoned wanting to see my husband the next Saturday.

But Martin always played golf on Saturdays.

I seem to recall that Mr. Kendall was killed at a golf course in the woods off

one of the fairways.

Yes. Morgan parked his car beyond the woods and then waited among the trees

until Martin came along.

They... quarreled over the money, so the prosecutor claimed, and Morgan struck

my husband with a golf club.

Wasn't there almost a witness?

My brother, Roger.

Roger thought that Martin had lost his ball in the woods, so he went in to help

him find it. The murderer had tripped as he ran toward his car, and that delayed

him long enough so that Roger could see him.

Morgan was arrested two days later, Monday, in a beach cabin near San Diego.

I remember.

The case hinged on when and, of course, where Morgan broke his ankle.

If it happened Friday, it would have been physically impossible for him to

gone to the golf course on Saturday.

Well, Morgan always insisted that a sailor stopped at the cabin that

morning. But he was never found, and nobody ever believed he existed.

Now, he does exist, and Morgan's story is true, and someone else must have

killed your husband.

Yes, that's right.

I'll have an investigator try to locate Morgan as quickly as possible.

No doubt he's behind all this.

In the meantime, what was that telephone number?

Stokes' number?

Adam 10799.

What are you going to do?

Make a date to pay him.

All right.

I'll be there, too.

Uh, hello, Mr. Stokes?

Say, I was wondering when you were gonna call.

Mr. Stokes, I'd like to talk to you.

Well, this ain't a very good time to arrange things.

Oh, I'm anxious to get it over with, too.

Well, suppose we say 10 o 'clock tonight, then. Same place.

Okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll be there.

Sorry. A little romantic problem.

Really?

You're certain it had nothing to do with what we've been discussing?

Well, of course not. If you pay me $10 ,000, why should I talk to anybody else?

Yes, I suppose so.

But see here.

It's clearly understood that both you and Riley Morgan are to leave town.

the country.

You're to go to faraway places and just never come back. Right?

Mr. McLean, you're a real Samaritan. Poor old Morgan will be thanking you for

the rest of his days.

Who was that?

Hey, Riley.

Why didn't you come in?

A minute ago.

You told somebody I'd be thanking him. Why?

Oh, the desk clerk.

Yeah, he made a fix in the bill. We don't know him so much.

I don't want any charity.

Not from anybody. Do you understand?

Sure, Riley. Sure.

Hey, you get enough to eat?

Maybe we'll pick up a steak tonight.

I'll bet you didn't get any of those two -inch steaks in prison.

Oh, boy.

Well, I know just the place. I don't even want charity from you, Stokes.

You did me a favor. I'm grateful.

If I collected any money from the state, you'd have got half.

But I didn't.

So now it's all over between us.

You understand?

All over.

Well, it's ten o 'clock. Where is the historic meeting to take place?

Didn't someone call a doctor? What for? He's dead.

You know, about ten minutes ago, I heard something that sounded like the

backfire of a car.

Could have been a shot. It could have been.

When did anybody call the police? I don't know. I think you'd better go and

them.

Harry, the guy picked our description of Bert Stokes, and he sure looks dead.

You'd better leave before the police get here.

Agreed. What are you going to do?

Call my client?

You're gonna need a lawyer.

Yeah, very clever of her to retain one in advance.

Well, hurry up, Jimmy. Please hurry.

Where are we going anyway?

Remember Martha, darling?

You know, you used to love her cooking so much back in the other house.

You mean the house in Santa Barbara?

Yes. Well, she wants you to stay with her for a few days.

Mother, I've got homework to do.

You don't know how the commandant acts if a kid just leaves school.

Jimmy, will you please get in the car?

Mother, what's the matter? What's happened?

Nothing. I just want you to stay with Martha for a while.

Yes? I'd like to see Mrs. Kendall, please.

You're Perry Mason, the lawyer.

I'm Roger McLean.

My sister's out someplace, but come in, come in.

If it's anything important.

A man named Bert Stokes was shot to death a little while ago.

Good heavens.

Well, I'm certain my sister doesn't even know such a person.

But isn't it an odd coincidence?

How do you mean?

Well... Lorraine was unaccounted for when her husband was killed, too.

Not that I'm telling you anything, of course.

It's just that my sister doesn't go around murdering people.

Is it possible that she's visiting relatives? She mentioned Warren Donner

his wife.

Oh, no, no. She can't buy the creatures. Warren's a necessary evil, that's all.

Every family needs one person that's good at trade to manage things. That's

only reason Lorraine keeps him on. Keeps him on?

I thought yours was a family business.

Much to Warren's despair, no.

Martin Kendall owned it. His will mentioned only two people.

Two?

Lorraine and little Jimmy, of course.

Would you care to wait in the study, Mr. Mason?

Mason, what are you doing here?

More to the point. Where have you been?

I was out of the city.

Mrs. Kendall, you're in very serious trouble. You don't have much time.

Did you go to the park last night to meet Bert Stokes?

Well, early, but I didn't see him. Honestly, I didn't.

What happened?

Well, it was dark there and I was frightened.

And then suddenly a man jumped at me and he grabbed my purse. Would you

recognize this man if you saw him again?

Oh, no, it all happened too fast.

We struggled, and then he slipped on some wet ground, and I got away.

Mr. Mason, I... I know now I should have called you, but... I just didn't.

Lorraine, where in the name of... Mrs.

Kendall, did you kill Bert Stokes?

No.

Lieutenant Tragg. Oh, come in, sir.

What's this, Lieutenant?

You on a stakeout? No, Perry, I just heard you were here.

I figured your client would soon be home.

Mrs. Kendall is your client, I suppose.

Well, you certainly didn't give as much time for a conference.

Well, there'll be plenty of time after she's booked for murder.

Which murder?

Take your choice.

It's Stokes' death we're charging her with.

I'm afraid we'll be ready for you on both murders.

Counselor.

Uh, Mrs. Kendall, if you please.

If you're bald...

Report on Lorraine McClain Kendall.

Nothing till the age of 21.

Nothing? Not yet.

Anyway, that's when she went to work for Martin Kendall of Kendall Industries.

He was, uh, 47 at the time.

Six months later, she became Mrs. Martin Kendall.

Two years later, she became Kendall's wealthy widow.

And she's been living in seclusion since.

Lots of seclusion.

Secretary married to her boss.

No wonder there was a little friction in the family.

Uh, Paul.

Paul, what about Roger McClain?

Is he really her brother?

Yeah.

The kind of background an activist couldn't put his finger on.

Writer. Sailor, musician, gigolo, necktie salesman, and undoubtedly a few

confidence games thrown in there someplace. The kind of guy who'd cover

completely for his sister.

Particularly if she's got a million dollars. But one thing I think you ought

know is this.

If this character, Riley Morgan, hadn't been so handy to take the rap six years

ago, there might have been a classic murder case against Lorraine herself.

You know, I wonder if Stokes was murdered because he knew about all this.

Well, whatever Stokes knows, it certainly possibly discussed it with

Paul, I... Never mind.

I'll get back to work. We'll find that guy or bust.

even though he was dead.

You, uh, get out of the habit of reading newspapers.

Mr. Morgan, you've been living in the same hotel with Mr. Stokes.

Yeah?

Until yesterday.

Until I got fed up with him.

It's maybe not a very nice thing to say about a guy who spoke up and got me out

of his cell, but, well, he had ambitions all the time.

I did hear he tried to have your case publicized.

Perhaps in the hope of getting some money from the state.

Mr. Mason, I don't know what all he did.

But yesterday I heard he was maybe turning to blackmail.

That's all I needed to hear. I cleared out fast.

You must have been a little short of money.

I mean, you cleared out without even asking for a cut.

Six years teaches a man things.

The last part of the world I want to be in is where there's trouble.

Mr. Morgan.

Did Stokes have threatened blackmail, hinting that you knew something still

unrevealed about the Kendall murder?

Look, I don't know any more than's already been told.

But if I did, I wouldn't tell it. Not now or tomorrow or any time there is.

Here you are, Mr. Tilford.

Thank you, Mr. Mason.

Mr. Lehman, will you state your occupation, please?

I'm an attorney.

I practice in Berkeley, California.

And were you acquainted with the deceased, Bert Stokes?

Yes, sir.

He came to me about two months ago with certain facts bearing on the Morgan

trial. In brief, Stokes was able to verify the alibi claimed by Riley

And what action did you take, Mr. Lehman?

Well, I investigated, of course.

We found a corroborating witness, the captain of Stokes' ship.

So the prosecuting attorney who handled the case withheld objection.

I petitioned for a full pardon for Riley Morgan, and the pardon was granted.

Thank you.

That's all.

Now tell us, Mr. Morgan, was it your idea or Stokes that you come together to

Los Angeles?

We didn't come together. He followed me.

Did he discuss the subject of money with you?

Only like I had just told you. He said the state might pay me something.

When did you first realize that Mr. Stokes might be working behind your

that is, using the circumstances of your release to extort money?

Well, in the afternoon of the same day he was killed.

I came back to the hotel, and there he was, taking this bundle of money from a

man he tried to pretend was the hotel clerk.

Would you recognize that man if you saw him again?

Sure.

That's him sitting right over there, Mr. Roger McClain.

He testified against me at my trial six years ago.

Mr. Morgan, did Stokes obtain some special knowledge from you, perhaps some

unrevealed evidence concerning who the real murderer of Martin Kendall might

have been?

No, sir.

There's nothing I know that I didn't already say in court.

Nothing at all.

How much, Mr. McClain?

Well, it was actually quite a bit of money.

How much?

$10 ,000.

And why did you pay the sum to Stokes?

Because he asked me for it.

Sort of a contribution to help Mr. Morgan. You see, I'd always felt sorry

the chap. Mr. McLean, isn't it true that on that same day, your sister Lorraine

Kendall gave you a check for $10 ,000, which you took to the bank in cash?

Oh, well, about that check... An unfriendly witness, you will please just

yes or no.

Isn't it true that what you were actually doing was making a blackmail

on behalf of your sister Lorraine Kendall?

Well, it's true Stokes was a blackmailer, but I was only trying to

sister. That's all, Mr. McLean. Thank you.

So I guess maybe half that much.

Maybe 5 ,000.

That ought to be all anybody would ever need.

5 ,000.

Well, I'll let you know.

I'll phone you. Is that all right?

I knew you were really okay.

Just a little scared, maybe.

Don't you worry. There's nothing to be scared of.

And that concluded the interview, Mr. Worth? Yes, sir.

That's all for this witness.

Mr. Worth, you testified that you first met Stokes a few weeks ago when you were

obtaining an interview for a newspaper.

Which newspaper was that?

That was a slip of the tongue. I guess I'm really a freelance.

My name is pretty well known.

I know your reputation, but for whom do you work?

Well, I'm under salary to a trade publication, but all the newspapers

my material.

Which trade publication?

The, uh... Kendall Industries Weekly.

Kendall Industries.

Who would be in charge of your department there, Mr. Worth?

There were a number of men in the public relations department.

I asked who.

What particular person would be in charge?

Answer the question, sir.

Mr. Warren Donner.

I've never once discussed this case with Mr. Wirth. Why would I?

Of course.

Now, to return to the night of Stokes' murder, at exactly what time did you see

Lorraine Kendall leave her house?

Well, it was a little after 9 .30 when she came out of that driveway like a

torpedo.

I spun my wheels and pulled to a stop.

Didn't she stop her car to see if you were all right?

No. She stepped on the gas and kept right on going.

Then her son Jimmy said that some man had phoned, but he didn't know who or

where his mother went or anything else.

One moment.

That would seem to be both opinion and hearsay.

Mr. Mason, if you care to object?

This line is not important to our case, Your Honor. I'll withdraw my last

question and stipulate that the answer may be stricter.

It was perfectly plain when I got that letter with the article inside that Mr.

Stokes wanted some blackmail.

Well, his note implied that, don't you think?

But you had no intention of paying him.

Of course not.

I don't have a guilty conscience.

I guess he figured if Lorraine would pay him, lots of other people might.

Mrs. Donner, do you have any personal knowledge which might corroborate the

that Lorraine Kendall did pay Stokes?

Or at least intended to pay him?

I was at her house that night, too, the night of the murder.

Well, I left about 9 o 'clock, a half hour before my husband arrived.

Lorraine seemed terribly upset. She kept going in and out of the kitchen for

coffee and things like that.

Please just tell the things you saw and heard, Mrs. Donner.

Once, when she went out of the room, I looked in her purse.

Well, only because it had fallen on the floor, it was open. It was just full of

money. $5 ,000.

All new bills.

Thank you, Mrs. Donner.

Go with us.

Mrs. Donner, your brother died when Martin Kendall was murdered six years

Did you expect to receive any part of his estate?

Well, of course. Wouldn't any sister?

After all, he was only married to Lorraine for a couple of years.

Did you receive any part of his estate?

No.

When they read his will, I... Well, I was terribly shocked. The idea of

all that money to an upstart secretary and an adopted child that wasn't even

own.

I have no further questions of this witness.

Yes, this murder weapon belonged to Stokes.

He had a proper permit.

You have heard a doctor express the opinion that there was a struggle over

gun and that shots were fired during that struggle.

Did your investigation reveal anything specific as to who might have been

struggling? Yes.

We obtained several clear footprints.

Are these the plaster impressions, the moulages you made of those footprints?

Yes. Yes, they are.

Were you able to make any identification from them?

Well, this one here matches the shoes worn by the deceased.

And these?

Well, those were made by a woman's shoes. We compared them with the shoes

by Mrs. Lorraine Kendall.

On the night of the murder, the imprints matched perfectly, even to a broken

place on the hill, Captain.

Your Honor, I ask that these be labeled People's Exhibits E and F.

Counselor, defense is no objection, Your Honor.

And now, Lieutenant Tragg, I will show you some money.

Brand new bills in the total amount of $5 ,000.

Have you seen this before?

Yes, these have my markings on them.

Yes, I have.

Where? In the pocket of the corpse when I arrived at the scene of the crime.

I asked that this money be labeled Exhibit G, Your Honor.

We've no objection.

And that concludes my interrogation of this witness.

Your Honor, in view of certain unexpected developments, and since it is

.30, I would like to ask the court's indulgence.

Very well, Counselor.

We'll postpone your cross -examination.

Court's adjourned until 9 o 'clock Monday morning.

My name's Paul Drake. I'm a private investigator.

Private investigator?

I'm working for Perry Mason.

His mother's lawyer?

That's right.

Here.

See for yourself.

I'll show you the postcard, kid. Thanks, buddy.

Said he was here.

Yes, he was here. But now he's gone. Don't you understand?

The police know all about it. There's no trouble. Where did Jimmy go?

Well, I have a sister who lives in Canada.

I sent him on a plane this morning. She'll meet him.

They're going on an automobile trip.

I just don't know how you can reach him. Now, look, we know that Jimmy sent a

poker... I guess the boy just had things mixed up, that's all.

We are sorry to have troubled you.

Goodbye Goodbye

Can you find the drug pusher in this picture?

Presentation Sunday.

Come to Edna.

Tonight, an hour ahead, a world apart.

Because it's... But I won't let you talk to him. You can't. But I have talked to

him. You had no right to do that.

I don't want you for my lawyer.

Jimmy's got nothing to do with this.

I kept him away from the first trial when he was a baby, and I want him kept

away now.

He's my child. You have no right to interfere.

Mrs. Kendall, I have to interfere. Now, Jimmy's perfectly safe.

He's at my apartment. The street is with him.

He still doesn't know what's going on here.

But he has been guessing.

And his guesses can be a great deal more upsetting than the truth.

You can't take him into that courtroom.

I won't let you. At about 9 .30 on the night Stokes was murdered, Jimmy

the telephone. A man asked for you.

Now, who was that man?

Mrs. Kendall, your background hasn't been easy to trace.

When you married Martin Kendall, apparently you already had a little boy

former marriage.

We found no record of that marriage.

It was in Tijuana.

I was only 19.

I didn't know any better.

Was there a divorce at that time?

An annulment.

That was in Tijuana, too.

What was the man's name?

I've never told anybody.

Not one soul.

Only Martin.

He knew.

Martin loved me so.

He adopted little Jimmy as his own.

Mrs. Kendall, who was Jimmy's real father?

Riley Morgan.

Oh, Mr.

Mason, now do you understand?

Even Riley kept that secret for little Jimmy's sake all during that first bond

trial.

It's the only decent thing he ever did in his life.

Lieutenant, you stated, did you not, that the prints found at the scene of

crime were definitely those of two people struggling?

Yes, sir.

A man and a woman.

How can you be so sure they were struggling?

Well, for instance here, a woman wouldn't put pressure down on the side

instep like that unless she was shoving against something violently.

What about the footprints of the man?

Well, this one... Well, you can see, Your Honor.

where the man's heel grounds sideways.

And here, he staggers almost over onto his ankle.

The prints seem unusually clear, Mr. Mason.

The area was watered shortly before that.

And the soil contains adobe, ideal for impressions.

What about your identification of the shoes that made these prints?

Well, Mr. Stokes' shoes, provided by the coroner, fitted these imprints

perfectly.

And you will notice that he wore a composition sole shoe.

Quite distinctive.

I see.

Now then, Lieutenant, considering the importance of this testimony, why

you brought all these shoes into court?

Your Honor, this is a preliminary hearing.

It is only necessary to show that the crime has been committed.

And there is reasonable grounds to believe that the defendant is connected

the commission of the crime.

If it is made necessary to bring the shoes into evidence now, then the shoes

will be impounded by the court, and this might preclude additional investigative

work contemplated by the police.

Your Honor, may I have a moment?

Yes, you may.

Excuse me, Mr. Telford.

Mr.

Mason, do you or do you not want those shoes brought into court?

I most certainly do want the shoes brought into court, Your Honor.

And in view of new evidence, I would also like to ask the court's indulgence

cross -examining a witness not cross -examined by defense last Friday.

Mr. Morgan, when you were tried for the murder of Martin Kendall, what motive

did the state attribute to you?

They claimed we'd quarreled because I hadn't paid back some money I'd borrowed

from them.

Have you ever been married, Mr. Morgan?

That's not what you'd call a relevant question, is it?

Very well, then. I'll ask you another question, Mr. Morgan.

What was your reaction to Stokes trying to blackmail everyone?

I told you before, I wanted no part of it.

It made you angry?

Yes, it made me angry. I'd had enough of police investigations.

Yet, on the very night of Stokes' death, you tried your own hand at blackmail,

did you not?

Blackmail by telephone?

It had been stated in this court that at 9 .30 on that night, a little boy

answered a telephone.

The boy didn't recognize the voice of the caller, the man who wanted to talk

the boy's mother. But when the defendant testifies, as she will testify... All

right, I made that call.

I wanted to ask Lorraine what she was doing about Stokes, that's all.

And among other things, she told you she was to meet Stokes in Plummer Park at

10 o 'clock.

Maybe I don't really remember.

Then you went to the park to confront Stokes, to intercept him.

You confronted him in great rage.

When he pulled the gun, you decided to put an end to him once and for all, did

you not?

Mr. Mason, I was framed once before.

I'm not going to be framed again.

You struggled with him, and then you killed him. Isn't that right?

No, that is not right.

And then Lorraine arrived.

That seemed to you a great stroke of providence.

You could implicate her so easily.

Not a word of truth.

What are you trying to do to me?

You tried to block her way, to frighten her in the darkness.

You struggled with her. You grabbed her purse.

When she fled in panic...

You took the $5 ,000 from that purse and you put it into Stokes' pocket, did you

not? Why don't you ask me about the shoes?

I intend to.

You're not wearing your prison shoes, are you, Mr. Morgan? The shoes that were

issued you when you were released from prison.

To implicate Lorraine, to make it seem that she had struggled with Stokes

instead of with you.

You exchanged shoes with the man that you just killed. Isn't that right, Mr.

Morgan? Aren't these the shoes that you took from your own feet and hurriedly

placed on the feet of a corpse?

You figured it all out, didn't you?

You must have figured that I killed Stokes for the same reason.

For the same reason I killed Martin Kendall.

You've gotten in the way of my plans.

Blackmailing my sweet little wife.

I got away with the first one.

Maybe I should have quit when I was ahead.

Divorce rates soared.

On Fox 5. 6 .30 on Fox 5.

Stokes was butting in. That's why he was killed.

Made up a story, then bribed the captain of his ship to back him up.

Well, he got Morgan out of prison, all right, but then he got greedy.

We all know the rest.

I'd so hope that Jimmy wouldn't have to know all these things.

Morgan did try to keep the secret as best he could, Mrs. Kendall.

Yes, but for only one reason.

He was thinking of himself, not Jimmy.

Hi, Jimmy.

Jimmy, you shouldn't be here.

Oh, golly, I always knew I was adopted, didn't I?

And anyway, what I want to know now is how you found out about those shoes, Mr.

Mason.

Well, Jimmy, when we came across Mr. Stokes, something bothered me.

Both of his shoelaces had been broken and retied.

Retied so hurriedly that one of them was even tied with a granny.

And that seemed a foolish mistake for a sailor to make.

Hey, instead of a square knot?

That's enough, Jimmy.

Mrs. Kendall, we might be protecting our children too much these days.

Mom, it's a whole lot better for me to know the truth than to always be

about things.

A square knot.

Hey, why didn't you get that, Mr. Drake? Aren't you a detective?

Jimmy.

Well, aren't you?

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