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- Phil. Phil Andrews.
- Evans.

What are you doing
aboard a Farraday ship?

- Looking for a Farraday.
- Oh, no.

Don't worry. Not Ben.

I'm looking for Evelyn.

They said at the office she brought
some reports and papers down here.

Yes, she did,

for the line's esteemed and
lovable general manager.

Ben Farraday flew over
and joined us in Honolulu.

You've all had a miserable time
ever since, if I know Ben Farraday.

Where's Evelyn?

With Mr. High-and-Mighty
himself in the owner's cabin.

- Thanks.
- Oh, Phil.

Please, why don't you
meet Evelyn on the dock?

He cost you your job.

I wouldn't want the same
thing to happen to me.

He may be able to keep me away
from his fleet of ships but not his niece.

Don't worry, Evans, you
never even saw me around.

This all you brought
from the office?

There are a number of important
letters there for your signature

and the report you wanted.

Why wasn't this report
forwarded to me in Honolulu?

I gave Carter
specific instructions.

It wasn't completed
until a few days ago.

Since you were already
on your way back...

Evelyn.

Why, Phil.

Mr. Farraday, I'd like to speak
with Evelyn for a few minutes.

It's important, or I
wouldn't have come here.

You needn't wait for these.

Why don' t you take the
rest of the afternoon off?

You can bring the company
car back in the morning.

Why, thank you, Ben.

Oh, Andrews, we're giving a
party aboard ship tomorrow night

for one of our passengers,
a Mr. Trevelian.

A preview showing of a
most interesting coin collection

he plans to exhibit
at the museum.

You might enjoy it.

I've already invited Evelyn
and her uncle Carter.

Why don't you join us?

I've been given to understand that
Farraday property is off-limits to me.

I wouldn't say you were exactly
persona non grata with my niece.

And she's a Farraday.

Evelyn's from the wrong side
of the family... one of the outs.

Them that have and them
that haven't but should have.

I'm sure you remember.

Yes. Perhaps it's time we resolved
that old issue once and for all.

How about it?

Tomorrow night?

Please, Phil. Please?

Yes, of course, Uncle
Ben. We'll come. Thank you.

Darling, what are
you doing here?

Great news, honey. I just
couldn't wait to tell you.

- The teaching job.
- I got it.

You know what that means for us.

Oh, Phil.

Come on. Let's go.

We've got some talking to do.

Mr. Trevelian?

- Yes?
- I'm Evelyn Farraday.

This is Phil Andrews.

- How do you do?
- How do you do, sir?

That insurance floater
that you wired ahead for

- on your coin collection...
- Yes?

The Farraday Line office
took care of it for you,

and Mr. Farraday has a copy of
the policy endorsement on board ship.

Oh, thank you, Miss Farraday.

Can we give you a lift?

No, thank you. I have
some errands in town,

some things to purchase
for the party tomorrow night.

Well, then, we'll
take you shopping,

after which you're going to have a
champagne cocktail with us to celebrate.

Well, somebody has
to celebrate with us.

Miss Farraday and I
just set our wedding date.

Delighted! I'll be
very happy to join you.

Onward, girl, onward.

- Wonderful afternoon.
- Oh, just wonderful.

I enjoyed it so much.

- I'll get the car. It's out back.
- Righto, boy.

Hey, you!

Hey, what's the idea... Oof!

More work, Jane.

Oh, dear.

And more hot coffee.

Oh, thanks, Carter.

You're a doll.

Such familiarity.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.

Now, if I were your
boss, dear Cousin Ben,

you'd be all stiff and formal.

Yes, Mr. Farraday.
No, Mr. Farraday.

It's a pleasure to work
overtime, Mr. Farraday.

Thank you so very
much, Mr. Farraday.

But you're not
that Mr. Farraday.

Which is why I can
call you the doll you are.

Mr. Farraday's office.

Jane, this is Evelyn. Let me
speak to my uncle, please.

Carter? Sure. He's right here.

No. Uncle Ben.

He's still on board the ship.

We have a direct
line connection,

but Mr. Farraday asked not to be disturbed
unless it was extremely important.

It's extremely important.

Hold on, Evelyn. I'll
switch you through to him.

Yes? Yes, what is it?

Evelyn?

All right, put her on.

He was unconscious for a while.

Somebody searched the inside of
the company car, looking for something.

The two of you haven't
discussed this with anyone.

You haven't called the police?

No, not yet, Uncle Ben,
but I think we should.

I've been worried
about this for a long time.

The customs people let
me drive on and off the dock

without even checking
the company car.

Somebody must have noticed
that, Ben, and taken advantage of it.

I think the company car was used
to smuggle something past customs.

Hold on. I'll be right back.

Evelyn?

There's nothing for you
to be concerned about,

absolutely nothing at all.

You were right. Just a
clumsy smuggling effort.

I'll handle it myself.

Don't you think Phil and I
should go to the customs people,

- tell them that...
- No, no, no, no.

I said I'd handle it myself.

I'll notify the authorities.

I want no publicity. Not now.

I suggest you forget
what happened tonight.

What did he say?

He... He sounded almost upset.

- Upset?
- Yes.

He wants us to forget
about what happened tonight.

He'll handle it himself
with no publicity.

No publicity? That doesn't
sound like sweet, dear Uncle Ben.

He invited me to a party. That
doesn't sound like him, either.

I thought something strange was
going on, and now I'm sure of it.

We're preparing a special Farraday
exhibit now, as a matter of fact,

for the East Wing
of the Museum here.

Mr. Cosgrove, about the
history of the Farraday family

and the founding of the line...

Has there been anything new
uncovered in the last few months?

Yes, I remember.

You did a magazine
article, didn't you?

Some of the
material will be new.

Ah, Jonathan Farraday.

Now, there was
a romantic figure.

You know, of course,

that Jonathan single-handedly saved
a Malay king's son in an earthquake.

You can see the original copies

of the exclusive trade agreement with
the Malay Kingdom he received in gratitude

and the letter of credit for
half a million dollars in gold.

About the new things?

Miss Farraday and I spoke
to a man named Mr. Trevelian.

Nick Trevelian. Yes, of course.

His Far East coin collection will be
shown jointly with the Farraday exhibit.

Mr. Trevelian mentioned a coin.

Oh. The Malay States
Commemorative?

No, not a coin. A medal.

Mr. Cosgrove, this
is very important.

Did that medal in any way
concern the Farraday family?

Why, yes.

The medal was
struck off in 1871,

commemorating the act of heroism
by which the King's son was saved

in that earthquake and the
tidal wave which followed.

See, Jonathan wasn't the only
Farraday on that ship in 1871.

His young cousin Thomas
was also aboard as a clerk.

And he wrote a
letter to my great-aunt,

claiming he'd concluded some
sort of arrangement with Jonathan

that would make everybody rich.

Carter's right.

That arrangement
was a partnership,

a partnership
Jonathan never honored

after Thomas died of
cholera on the trip home.

I don't see how a commemorative medal
would have any connection with all this.

Mr. Mason, didn't the old
Commodore... Ben and Edward's father...

Hold back some of
the company stock

and put it in some kind
of a trust when he died?

Yes. I have that part
of the will right here.

A discretionary trust in the
name of Judge Benjamin Penner

for the specific purpose
of correcting any inequities

between the so-called "have" and
"have-not" members of the Farraday family.

This judge has the final say
as to who the stock goes to?

His decision can't
be challenged?

Let me read you the provisions.

"Realizing that such a gift in
the form of a discretionary trust

"may be declared invalid,

"I give, devise, and bequeath

"to the said Judge
Benjamin Penner

"the absolute title to
the shares of stock,

"leaving it solely to his
conscience and his friendship for me

to see that my
intentions are carried out."

That answer your question?

Yes, it does.

Mr. Mason, you're the
attorney for that trust.

That's why I asked
Evelyn to bring me here.

Judge Penner doesn't have to let
that stock revert to Ben and Edward.

He has the right to turn it over
to Evelyn and Carter, hasn't he?

Yes, if we find
evidence of inequity.

Phil, my agency investigated
every claim against that trust

during the last five years.

Rumors, vague stories about some
of Jonathan's crew being murdered

because they were witnesses
to such a partnership.

But there was no proof of
any partnership or murder

or double-dealing of any kind.

You also investigated that fraud I was
involved in six months ago, didn't you?

You mean old Mrs. Wilson's story

about her grandmother receiving
a letter from one of the crew

mentioning such a partnership?

Mrs. Wilson remembered
that letter almost word-for-word.

But she hadn't
seen it for years.

And she was sure that the letter
had been lost a long time ago.

If Uncle Carter hadn't got
you all excited about it...

Didn't you claim you found
that letter in Mrs. Wilson's attic?

Sure. And I thought
what I found was genuine.

His editor didn't, after Ben Farraday
proved it just a clumsy forgery.

A forgery for which
you were blamed, Phil.

That issue of the magazine
had to be recalled and reprinted.

And Ben Farraday made
sure I lost my teaching job, too.

All right, the letter
was a forgery.

But Carter and I are both sure
that Mrs. Wilson's memory wasn't.

Phil, every rich family
has its Uncle Carters...

The poor relatives who think they
should own part of the business.

Nothing's going
to change my mind

about Carter or about
the disputed partnership.

But if it takes every
cent I have or ever earn,

I'll prove I didn't forge
Mrs. Wilson's letter

and that the "have-not"
Farradays should have that stock.

You sure you know
what you're doing?

I do.

Well, I say it's too risky.

I hadn't counted on reporters.

I thought we could
handle it quietly.

After what happened
six months ago,

I don't think we have a
thing to be concerned about.

On the other hand, my
dear brother Edward,

we could just dump the whole
thing in Judge Penner's hands

and see what happens... to us.

Look, I agreed to help you, but this
whole business is getting out of hand.

I don't like it, and I
can't go along with it.

I'm still running this company.

I know you are, but I'm getting tired of
your high-handed, arbitrary decisions.

And I'm getting tired
of being walked on.

Yes, who is it?

This is Nickolas
Trevelian, Mr. Farraday.

Your guests are arriving,
and I was wondering if...

I'm just finishing
dressing, Mr. Trevelian.

Why don't you join the others?

I'll be along in a few minutes.

Yes, yes, of course,
Mr. Farraday.

You're going to have to
go along with this, Edward.

Your neck is as far out as mine.

Jane. Well, come on in.

I've been looking
everywhere for you.

You're going to that party
tonight on board ship, aren't you?

Yes, as soon as I
change my clothes. Why?

Phil, I don't believe in being
disloyal to my employer,

but Evelyn helped me
out of a bad jam once.

I owe her something.

As for Carter,

I've adored that
wonderfully crazy old man

ever since I went to work there.

I could never stand to see them hurt the
only decent Farraday man in the family.

Go on.

I accidentally overheard
Mr. Farraday... Ben... on the phone

with his brother Edward.

He said something about
finally being able to...

To shut up that
nuisance Carter for good.

Shut up Uncle Carter?

He wanted to make sure the
reporters would be present tonight

when he... he exposed the second
fraud by the same man in six months.

Now, that could have
been Carter he meant,

- or it...
- Or what?

I know this sounds silly, Phil,

but that same man,

that could be you
he was talking about.

Oh, where can Phil be?

Do you think I should
phone his apartment again?

No, no, no. I'd wait
a few more minutes.

Uncle Carter, I'm worried.

After what happened last night and
the way he spoke to Perry Mason today,

I... I have a feeling he's walking
right back into trouble again.

But he's right!

Yes, yes, he's
right. We both are.

Just you wait and see.

Oh, please, Uncle Carter...

I knew he wasn't too
happy about coming tonight,

feeling the way
he does about Ben,

but somehow I hoped it
was all over and done with.

Now I'm not so sure.

Phil!

Ben?

Ben.

Ben.

I asked Evelyn to call you.

Mr. Mason, I didn't kill Ben
Farraday. I swear I didn't.

Sure, I came into the
room, but he wasn't around,

so I sat down and waited.

I happened to glance out
of the stateroom window,

and there was a man looking in.

He was the same man who slugged
me in the parking lot last night.

It was him, I'm sure of it.

So you ran out after
him, but he disappeared.

What makes you think
he went ashore, Phil?

I'm not sure, but I thought I saw
someone running down the gangway,

and I figured he'd gone
into the warehouse.

That's the reason I was there
when the officers showed up.

I wasn't hiding, Lieutenant
Anderson. You've got to believe me.

- Mr. Trevelian?
- Yes.

I understand the coins here
on the desk belong to you.

Yes, but what are
they doing here?

I put them in the safe in the purser's
office shortly after we left Honolulu.

Mr. Farraday
himself suggested it.

The purser tells me Mr. Farraday took
them out of the safe yesterday afternoon.

Any idea why?

Well, he was most
interested in them.

One in particular... not actually a
coin, but a commemorative medal

struck in honor of his
grandfather Jonathan Farraday.

An 1871 Malay States
commemorative...

The Malay States. It's gone.

There's one thing
about this job...

It's a lot easier than the one
the police have on their hands.

Beats me how they expect to
find that medal on a ship this size.

Don't underestimate
the police, Mr. Evans.

Finding things is one
of their top specialties.

Right now, I'm more interested in finding
the man Phil Andrews saw last night.

Was there anyone in particular who
had access to Mr. Farraday's stateroom?

A steward, perhaps?

Well, yes. Anyone of
about a half a dozen.

No, wait a minute.

Mr. Farraday brought his
own man on board last night.

Sid Garth, his personal valet.

Used to be one of
our best stewards.

I should have a card
on him here somewhere.

Yes. Yes, here it is.

I'm going back
to the office, Paul.

There's some work I want
Della to start right away.

Want me to stick around here and see
what I can pick up from Lt. Anderson?

No, I've a somewhat
bigger job for you.

First, a thorough check on
everyone connected with the case...

Contacts, associates, their
movements. Go back two or three weeks.

Easy, Perry. I employ
a staff, not an army.

Then you'd better
start recruiting.

I want everyone watched
right around the clock,

particularly, Mr. Trevelian.
Handle him yourself.

You're spending money
like it just went out of style.

Why the 24-hour
tail on everybody?

Malay States
Commemorative Medal 1871.

The medal? If it's worth
50 bucks, it's worth a lot.

Yes, if the face on the medal
is that of Jonathan Farraday.

Are you saying the face on that medal
might be that of Thomas Farraday?

In which case, Paul, Thomas,
not Jonathan, saved the King's son,

and Thomas, not Jonathan,
was given the trade agreement

and the half million
dollar letter of credit.

But, Perry, I've seen
those documents.

They were made out just
to the Farraday Company.

So it's possible

that before the document was
made out simply to the company,

the cousins Farraday had
agreed to a partnership.

Sure. Then, when Thomas
died on the trip home,

Jonathan could have
forgotten the partnership

and claimed that he was the
hero who'd saved the prince.

The Malayan people
would never have found out,

would never have
known the difference.

Sure would explain everything...

The mysterious deaths,
rumors. It fits like a glove.

If the face on the coin is
that of Thomas Farraday.

Shame about Ben being killed.

I suppose in a way, it all
had to do with those coins.

Oh? In what way?

Before Nick Trevelian
left the Far East,

he sent me a
photograph of himself

with the coins he'd purchased
from Ionescu in Hong Kong.

Also a list of the coins.

I agreed to a showing
here at the museum.

How did that
affect Mr. Farraday?

Well, naturally I knew
Ben would be interested

in the 1871 Malay States
Commemorative Medal

because of its association
with the Farraday family history.

I called him.

What did he say?

He insisted... rather
peremptorily, as a matter of fact...

That I rush the photograph over
to him by messenger immediately.

- And did you?
- Yes.

That same afternoon, he
called me back, very excited.

Pleaded with me not to release
any information on the medal.

Mr. Cosgrove,

do you have photographs of both
Thomas and Jonathan Farraday?

Twice in the same day.

Yes, I have the photographs.

- I'll get you a set of copies.
- One moment, sir.

You said "twice"?

Mr. Trevelian was in
only a short time ago

asking for photographs of Jonathan
Farraday and his cousin Thomas.

No, Mr. Farraday
didn't give any reason.

Just told me to get tickets
for him and Sid Garth

on the first flight to
Honolulu over a week ago.

He was very excited... upset.

Any idea what might
have upset him?

No, but I think it started
when Mr. Cosgrove phoned.

He's the man at the museum,
Perry. He's an old friend of Ben's.

Go on, Miss Weeks.

Well, he acted very
strangely after that.

Nervous, tense.

He had to attend a meeting.

Told me he was expecting an
envelope from Mr. Cosgrove.

I was to let him know
immediately when it arrived.

It arrived about an hour
later by special messenger.

What was in the envelope?

A photograph. I didn't
get a good look at it.

He asked me if I knew of a
photo studio in the neighborhood,

and he rushed right out.

And it was on his return that he
asked you to phone the airlines.

Yes.

Well. Good morning.

Good morning, Mr. Farraday.

Am I interrupting
anything, Mr. Mason?

Not at all.

Miss Weeks, will
you please see to it

that my things are moved
in here from the other office?

Why, yes, sir.

I'm taking over Ben's duties.

I don't suppose the medal has
turned up, has it, Mr. Mason?

No, no, it hasn't.

Do the police still think Ben was
murdered because of that medal?

Well, the killer could have taken
everything from that coin pouch.

He took only the medal.

Tell me, Mr. Farraday, when
you went aboard ship yesterday,

did your brother
show you that medal?

Why, uh, why, no.

I ask only because he'd
taken the coins from the safe

shortly after the ship docked.

However, he must have
mentioned medal to you.

Well, yes, he did.

The medal was the principal
reason for giving the party last night.

And the presence of
the reporters at the party?

I, uh... I must ask you
to excuse me, Mr. Mason.

I'm... I'm very busy.

Miss Weeks, that photo
studio you mentioned...

I thought you'd
want the address.

It's just around the corner.

Thank you.

Yeah, it was a week
ago, give or take a little.

He came in with this
photograph of a guy holding a tray

with maybe a dozen coins on it,

all arranged like a display,
y'know what I mean?

What did Mr. Farraday
want you to do?

Asked me to make an enlargement...
Blow up a particular coin.

Well, actually, it was a medal.

What did this, uh,
medal look like?

Nothing very unusual about it...

Profile of some geezer
with a handlebar mustache.

I understand name Farraday
was printed on the back.

"Farraday... Saver of the
Prince," something like that.

Did he take the
enlargement with him?

Nope. He took one
look at it and burned it.

Weird, y'know what I mean?

Like I told the police after
I read about the murder.

It was a funny thing. There
was another man involved.

He came in a few
minutes after Farraday left.

Like you, he was very
interested in the photograph.

Would you, uh, happen to
know the name of this man?

His name was Farraday, too.

Everybody knows
him along the street.

They call him Uncle Carter.

Hi. What are you two doing here?

Looking for a photograph of
some coins and Nickolas Trevelian.

Speaking of Trevelian, aren't
you supposed to be watching him?

I am. He's in there.

In Ben Farraday's house?

Mm-hmm. Third trip today.

First two times, he couldn't
get past the front door.

The houseboy kept shaking
his head and wouldn't let him in.

This time, the door was answered by
a woman... the housekeeper, probably.

He's been inside,
oh, about five minutes.

What else has our friend
been up to this morning, Paul?

Well, first off, he hightailed it to
the museum. Saw a man there.

Henry Cosgrove?

Why, Mr. Mason.

Mr. Trevelian.

Is this why you came here,
to recover your photograph?

Well, yes, yes. The housekeeper
was good enough to...

But how did you know?

I spoke to Mr. Cosgrove earlier.

He mentioned the fact
you had sent it to him.

For publicity purposes,
you understand.

Apparently, Mr. Farraday
had borrowed it from him.

May I see it?

Tell me, which is the 1871 Malay
States Commemorative Medal?

This one in the upper
right hand corner.

It is a little difficult
to distinguish.

Della.

Mm-hmm.

These are copies of the pictures
Cosgrove gave you yesterday at the museum.

Jonathan and Thomas Farraday.

Mr. Trevelian,

the face on that medal

is not that of
Jonathan Farraday.

That's... That's Thomas
Farraday, Jonathan's cousin.

Oh, we've had
Mr. Trevelian followed, too...

A matter of routine which
seems to have paid off.

So it would seem there never should
have been any "have not" Farradays, huh?

- I guess you overheard us.
- Yes.

Those requests for pictures bothered
Mr. Cosgrove, the man at the museum.

He called us, we followed
you, and here we all are.

Like I always say, don't
underestimate the police.

Now, Lieutenant,
all you have to do

is arrest the man who stole
that medal from the ship,

and you'll probably
have the murderer.

We picked up a man
named Sid Garth.

He admitted stealing
a bag of coins, all right,

but it's not Sid Garth we're
charging with murder, Perry.

It's your client, Phil Andrews.

Mr. Noymann, you have stated

that the magazine issue in question
had already been printed and distributed.

Now, when the decedent challenged
the article on the Farraday family,

what did you do?

Well, naturally, as Phil's
editor on the magazine,

I had no choice but to recall
the issue and delete the article

after Mr. Farraday
had proved conclusively

that the document in question
had been deliberately forged.

What action did you take
against the defendant?

We had no choice
but to fire him.

There's no question about it.

The face on the 1871 Malay
States Commemorative Medal

is that of Thomas Farraday
and not Jonathan Farraday.

In other words, as one of the
parties most closely concerned,

you feel that this medal,

unlike the forged document in
the defendant's magazine article,

gives you cause to reopen
your claim before Judge Penner

for the Farraday
stock he holds in trust.

No question of it, no, sir.

This medal gives us more
than just a claim to some stock.

It opens up the question of
full partnership in the Line.

It was only a matter of hours
after he'd boarded ship in Honolulu

that Mr. Ben
Farraday sent for me.

He told me he'd seen the picture

of the collection I'd sent to
Mr. Cosgrove at the museum

and that he was particularly
interested in one item...

The 1871 Malay States medal.

So you had Mr. Evans, the
purser, remove it from the safe,

- and you showed it to him?
- Yes.

He was most excited and
asked me a great many questions.

I told him that I'd
purchased it, among others,

from the Ionescu
estate in Hong Kong.

I left Ben at 9:15.

I returned at 9:45,

in time to see Philip
Andrews, the defendant,

running away from
the stateroom corridor.

I went in and found Ben dead.

When you talked with the decedent at
9, did he discuss the medal with you?

Yes.

I remember his exact words:

"That medal can't hurt us anymore
now. Neither can Phil Andrews.

He'll get what's coming
to him at the party tonight."

At that time, Mr. Farraday, did
you know of your own knowledge

of anything that had been done in
regard to the 1871 Malay States medal?

Yes.

I'd read a copy of
the wire Ben sent

asking for authentication
of the medal.

And to whom was that wire sent?

To the person in Hong Kong from whom
Trevelian had purchased the medal...

Mrs. Fidor Ionescu.

When I received
Mr. Farraday's wire,

I immediately checked
through our records

for a possible certificate
of authentication.

And did you find
one, Mrs. Ionescu?

Yes... a certificate from
the Far East Coin Company

with whom my late husband
had often done business.

Did you check the
certificate of authentication

with the Far East Coin Company?

Yes.

And they denied ever having or
selling the medal to my husband.

I don't know where my
husband got the medal,

but as for the certificate, they
sent a man over to examine it.

I have a notarized affidavit from
them attesting that the certificate

authenticating the 1871 Malay
States Commemorative was a forgery.

For the second time,
a forged document

relating directly or indirectly to
the ownership of the Farraday Lines.

Now I ask you, was Mrs.
Trevelian the only party

interested in this particular collection
of coins your husband had for sale?

No. Another man had come
to see him a month earlier.

I explained Mr. Ionescu had
just died a few weeks ago,

that the collection
was being inventoried.

He... this man... said he
had just came from Malaya

and asked if the collection included
an 1871 Malay States Commemorative.

And did this other man ask
to go through the collection?

I told him that my husband
had agreed before he died

to give Mr. Trevelian first refusal
on anything in the collection.

If there were such a rare medal,

I told him Mr. Trevelian would
unquestionably wish to purchase it.

Mrs. Ionescu, this man who had
traveled from Malaya to Hong Kong,

who was interested in
some unheard-of medal,

who was in Hong
Kong at the very time

that the bogus medal and
the spurious authentication

became part of your
husband's collection

before it was sold
to Mr. Trevelian.

Is this man here now
in this courtroom today?

Yes. He is the defendant...
Mr. Philip Andrews.

Perry.

Perry, do you plan to put on
a defense at this preliminary?

Please don't misunderstand me.

I'm only asking as a
matter of accommodation

for one of the witnesses...
Edward Farraday.

Accommodation in what manner?

We've decided to release
the ship, the Farraday Queen,

for its run back to the
Orient tomorrow night.

As new president of the line,

he feels it a matter of urgent
necessity that he sail with his ship.

And I'll be finished for the
prosecution by noon tomorrow.

What if the defendant
is bound over?

That's just the point.

When the defendant
is bound over, Perry,

we don't plan to go
to trial immediately.

All the witnesses from the
ship will be under subpoena,

and they'll all be back in time.

I had planned to
recall a few witnesses.

As for a defense...

I certainly have no objection to
your recalling a few witnesses.

And I'm not trying to
influence you, counselor.

But if you put on no
defense at this hearing,

we should be finished
by tomorrow afternoon.

I was going to say I have no present
plans for a defense at this preliminary.

Thank you, Perry.

Yes, I... I did go to
the Malay States,

right after I was fired.

I guess it was
pretty stupid of me.

But I had to find
proof I was right.

I didn't care what it cost
me or where I had to go.

And it was in the Malay States

that you heard about the possible
existence of the commemorative medal?

Yes. A vague sort of rumor.

I heard that if there
were such a medal,

the only person who might
have it or could locate it

was a Mr. Ionescu in Hong Kong.

You heard the rest.

Ionescu was dead, his widow
was cataloguing his collection,

and Trevelian was expected with
the right to buy anything he saw.

Phil, why didn't you tell
Evelyn about that trip?

Perry, I was not responsible for
that forged letter that cost me my job.

And I wasn't going to let it ruin
my reputation for the rest of my life.

I couldn't let it ride,

even though Evelyn had
asked me, had pleaded with me,

to drop the whole
matter for good.

Look, does it make any
difference my having gone there?

The Prosecution has very
definitely made it appear

that you were doing the same as
you did with that magazine article...

Manufacturing evidence.

But why, Perry? Why should he?

They've already created the
impression that he planted the medal

and the authentication
in the Ionescu collection,

expecting Trevelian to pick it up
and subsequently make it public.

If they can also prove that
he recovered that medal,

along with the
coins Garth stole,

and returned them
to Ben's cabin,

then it will certainly appear
that he planned the entire thing

to fool Judge Penner

into turning that
stock over to you.

I had a hunch, from the
way Mr. Farraday acted,

that those coins might
be worth a fortune.

Yes, I... I stole the bag of
coins from Mr. Ben's stateroom.

The only way I could figure to get
them off the ship and past the customs

was to hide them in the back
of the company station wagon

that Miss Evelyn
drives to the dock.

So you followed
her, Evelyn Farraday,

and Mr. Trevelian and the
defendant when they left the dock.

Go on.

Well, they went shopping first.

And every time they shopped,

Phil Andrews would take
what Mr. Trevelian bought

and put it in the back
of the station wagon.

I was getting a little scared.

So, when you figured they'd
spend some time in the restaurant,

you went up to the station
wagon in the parking lot

to try to recover
the pouch of coins.

Yes, only it wasn't there, in the
back or anywhere else in the wagon.

And it wasn't on Phil Andrews.

Did you see anyone else at any time,
go near the back of that station wagon?

No, sir. He was the only one.

Him... Phil Andrews.

He had to be the one who
took the pouch and hid it.

- Your Honor...
- Your witness.

Now, you watched that
collection of coins aboard ship,

made plans to steal it.

Once the ship docked,
you did steal it, isn't that so?

Yes.

Having stolen it, you hid the
collection in the company station wagon

and then subsequently tried to
recover it, but you were unable to do so.

Now, there was only one purpose

for the original theft and
the attempted recovery,

and that was
blackmail, isn't that so?

Yes.

Now, you didn't find the bag
of coins in the station wagon

or on the defendant.

Wasn't that because someone had
taken the coins from the station wagon

before it left the dock

and had returned them to
the decedent's stateroom?

Your Honor, I object to that.

I'll withdraw the question.

I'm finished with the witness.

Miss Farraday, the court
has ruled you a hostile witness.

You will therefore answer
my questions yes or no.

In spite of learned counsel's
attempts to insinuate

that the stolen coins
never left the dock,

isn't it a fact that the defendant had
ample opportunity during that afternoon

to gain possession of those
coins from the station wagon

and later to return
them to the ship himself?

Objection, Your Honor.

Mr. Burger, what is the
purpose of your question?

Well, Your Honor, when the
decedent was found murdered,

all the coins were there
except the Malay States Medal.

Now, we know that Garth
removed all the coins from the ship.

Since they were found
at the scene of the crime,

it's obvious that somebody
returned them to the ship.

Objection overruled.

Proceed, Mr. Burger.

Very well, Your Honor.

Miss Farraday, do you claim

that you and Mr. Trevelian
and the defendant

were constantly together
every moment that afternoon

up to the time of the defendant's encounter
with Mr. Garth in the parking lot?

Yes.

Did you stop along the way?

Was the defendant ever
left in the car at any time?

We stopped to shop several
times, but Phil was never alone.

- You're certain of that?
- Yes.

- Absolutely certain?
- Yes!

Oh... Well, no.

Phil was alone at one time.

When was this?

There wasn't any place to
park in front of the restaurant,

and he told us to go on in,
that he'd park in the back.

So he was alone
during that time,

and he later rejoined
you in the restaurant.

He was only alone a few minutes.

Time enough for him to remove
those coins from the station wagon

and hide them somewhere else

until he later returned them to
the stateroom of the decedent.

That isn't true. He didn't.

Thank you, Miss Farraday.
That'll be all. Your witness.

I have no questions
at this time.

You were on duty that afternoon,
I believe, at the gangplank.

Now, would you tell us, please,

what happened at
exactly 2:00 that afternoon?

Yes, sir. The defendant
Phil Andrews came aboard

and said he was
looking for the purser.

Is the purser's office near
the owner's stateroom?

Yes, sir, just down
the passageway.

When I told him what I'd
overheard on the phone

about Mr. Farraday exposing the second
fraud in six months by the same man,

well, at first Phil
was just stunned,

- as if he... he couldn't believe it.
- And then what?

And then Phil became angry
and ran out of the building.

While the party was in progress
elsewhere on the ship, Mr. Evans,

the night the decedent
was murdered,

would you have any idea who went
in and out of Ben Farraday's stateroom

and at what time?

Yes, sir, I would.

My office is just down the
passageway from the owner's stateroom.

I was working that
evening with the door open.

Would you tell
the court, please,

who went in and out of Ben Farraday's
stateroom between 9 and 10 that evening?

Mr. Edward Farraday
came in about a little after 9

and left about 15 minutes later.

The defendant, Mr. Andrews,

arrived at about 9:40

and left at about 9:45.

Mr. Edward Farraday
returned at that time,

went into the stateroom, and
discovered his brother's dead body.

Now, beside the door that
you had under observation,

was there any other way in or out of
that stateroom or its adjoining bedroom?

No, sir.

So between the time
Edward Farraday left

and the time he returned
to find his brother dead...

During the exact period when the
murder must have been committed...

The one and only person who went
in and out of Ben Farraday's stateroom

was the defendant
Philip Andrews?

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Mr. Evans.

If it please the court,

when Mr. Mason has completed
his cross-examination of this witness,

the prosecution will rest and move
that the defendant be bound over for trial.

Your witness, Mr. Mason.

Before cross-examining
this witness, Your Honor,

I should like to recall
Nickolas Trevelian to the stand.

Why, yes, Mr. Mason,

I am considered an
expert on old coins

and historically valuable
medals of that nature as well.

Since the forged authentication

for the 1871 Malay States
Commemorative Medal

was still in Mrs.
Ionescu's files,

I take it you did not
request such authentication.

Why, Mr. Trevelian?

Could it have been
that you as an expert

had decided the medal was genuine
and needed no authentication?

Well, as a matter of fact, I... I
didn't question it for a moment,

but that certificate...

The certificate was
false, Mr. Trevelian,

but that didn't make
the medal false.

Have you by any chance read, uh,

Mr. Kouffman's recent
coin collector's newsletter...

The one on Far East coins,

the one in which he mentions a series
of Malay States Commemorative Medals?

No, I haven't had a chance yet,

but there's no doubt that
Kouffman is tops in the field.

He further mentions a test for
authenticating such medals...

A tiny deathwatch beetle inscribed
within the Malayan coat of arms.

- Have you heard of that test?
- No, I'm sorry I haven't.

Well, was there such a
beetle inscribed on the medal

you purchased from
the Ionescu estate?

Why... I don't know.

I accepted the authenticity of it
without looking for such an inscription.

Thank you.

That'll be all.

Mr. Burger?

No redirect, Your Honor.

The witness is excused.

Your Honor, it's nearly the
hour for the noon recess.

Mr. Mason and I had agreed to
an early end to these proceedings.

Therefore, at this time,
I should like to move...

One moment, Mr. Burger.

In the light of the evidence, I
plan to recall two more witnesses

before even considering
the matter of a defense.

Mr. Mason, you said yesterday...

That'll be all.

The court is not
interested in personalities.

I suggest, therefore, that you
gentlemen meet during the noon hour,

and, if there is any matter to be
brought before the attention of the court,

It be presented after
the noon adjournment.

Court is recessed until 2:00.

Got it.

You were right, Perry.

The information was
there at the passport office.

Yes, Gertie?

Put him on.

Right.

Good work.

Thanks, Paul.

Well, Miss Street, we've just about
solved the riddle of the Captain's Coins.

Mr. Farraday, isn't it true

that you followed Ben
Farraday to a photo shop

on the afternoon of the
day he left for Honolulu?

Yes. I don't deny that.

Isn't that when you discovered that
they'd made an enlarged photograph

of the commemorative medal?

I was told the photograph
was of a medal.

Just a medal, that's all.

I had no way of knowing it
was the Malay States medal.

But the photographer
described it to you, didn't he?

And didn't you then go
straight to see Sid Garth?

No. Why should I?

To ask Garth, as an old friend,

to keep an eye on
that coin collection

to make sure that Ben Farraday
didn't dispose of that medal?

Well, all right. I... I
guess I did go to see Sid,

but I didn't know he
was going to steal.

I meant no harm.

Just as you meant no harm

concerning the fraudulent
letter found in Mrs. Wilson's attic.

No.

First you paid to have
that document forged,

then you steered
Phil Andrews right to it.

That particular maneuver
cost Mr. Andrews his job,

yet you meant no harm.

I'm sorry.

You did go down to the
docks to meet Sid Garth

when the ship arrived in
Los Angeles, did you not?

Yes, but I didn't see him.

The killer did, Mr. Farraday.

The killer saw Garth hide
those coins in the station wagon.

The killer knew very well

the importance of the
Malay States medal,

so he took the coins
from the station wagon,

returned the coins and the
pouch to Ben Farraday's stateroom,

but he kept the
Malay States medal.

And that evening, the killer
went to Ben Farraday's stateroom,

made known his demands
for returning that medal.

There was a
violent quarrel, and...

I was with Evelyn every minute
I was on board ship that night.

And I can prove it.

Why was it so important
to you, Mr. Farraday,

to sail to the Orient
with your ship tonight?

It was a matter of business
urgency, to inspect the branch offices.

After all, I am taking over
active management of the Line.

Then it wasn't a matter of getting to
Hong Kong to pay off your accomplice?

My accomplice?

That Malay medal was
absolutely authentic.

Ben knew it. So did you.

Now, Ben flew to Honolulu to
intercept Mr. Trevelian aboard the ship

He wanted to get
hold of that medal

and keep it under wraps
until you had done your job.

I don't know what you mean.

You couldn't have hidden
the existence of the medal.

There was the
picture to the museum.

So you had to do
the next best thing...

You had to destroy
the value of the medal.

You remembered Phil Andrews
and that forged document.

Forgery had saved you once,

so you figured it would save
you once again, isn't that so?

No. No.

Records in the
passport office will prove

that at the same time Ben flew to
Honolulu, you flew to Hong Kong.

It was you, Mr. Farraday,

who hired the
accomplice in Hong Kong

to place something
into the Ionescu files

which would make it appear that
the Malay medal wasn't authentic.

Look here, you can't talk...

Possession of that medal, would
have been worth worth millions of dollars.

The murderer
killed someone for it.

And unless I'm
mistaken, Mr. Farraday,

that medal was carefully
hidden aboard the ship.

The ship?

This morning in court,

I deliberately made it impossible
for any of the witnesses in this case

to be aboard that ship
when she sails tonight.

I described an identifying mark
which would authenticate the medal.

I did so to force the
killer to try to retrieve

or at least have a look at that
medal before the ship sailed.

And from the moment of
the recess, Mr. Farraday,

I've had every single witness
in this case watched carefully.

I didn't go near that ship!

No.

But Mr. Evans did.

No. I don't know what
you're talking about.

You were followed.

You went first to the ship and
then to a locker in the bus depot.

When the police
further investigate,

they'll find that medal
hidden in that locker.

Now, in view of further
police investigation,

and in view of the facts
I've just related here,

you're certainly not going to
deny that you killed Ben Farraday,

are you, Mr. Evans?

No, he became furious.

He ordered me to give him
the medal and then get out.

Ordered me!

Just like I was so much dirt

to be ordered and kicked
around by the great Ben Farraday.

Well, not me.

Not anymore. I wouldn't take it.

So when he grabbed for the
medal and fought with me...

I killed him!

It was only me he saw
going into that stateroom.

Sure, after he'd killed Ben.

He was aware of the fact
that the coins were aboard ship.

They'd been placed
in his office safe.

He could have looked
them over at any time.

He certainly would have known

the significance of the
face on the Malay medal.

And don't forget he also knew

that Ben Farraday had
removed the coins from the safe

and taken them
into his stateroom.

But then Garth took them,

and somebody saw him
put them in the station wagon.

And the ones who
were there at the time

were Uncle Carter,
Edward Farraday, Evans,

even our little
friend Trevelian.

After Perry gave out the information
about the deathwatch beetle,

we kept an eye on all of them.

I almost forgot. A
messenger left this.

It's a present for you.

From Mr. Trevelian
and your Uncle Carter.

That face launched
a thousand ships?

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