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As I said, I worked with her, and, well, the police and her mother seem to think that I was the father. Even though I didnt meet Sara until after she became pregnant. Im not sure they believe that. Quite frankly, I think they want to make me out to be her murderer. So much the better. Show us where, he said. Eight hundred, I said. She walked back toward him and seated herself on the arm of the overstuffed chair, one area over the back of the chair, the other indolently at her side, her right foot crossed over her left knee. A movie star being interviewed for one of the fan magazines had assumed this pose and it had been extremely effective. Dorothy Fenner had tried it, liked it, and filed it away for future use. There was a certain nonchalance about it, an air of informal ease, and it didnt detract any from her looks. Her searching look faded and she looked down.Apology accepted. Mason leaned to the paddle and started for the lights on the landing at the canoe club. Four, Dino said, but all NBC had to do was walk across the street. The witness took a folded sheet of paper from his pocket, handed it to Perry Mason, and said,I keep this in connection with my own books. I check in with the trips at the taxicab company about once a week in order to make sure weve got them straight. I did, and Im very grateful for the access. Just doing his job. She started to say something, and Mason impatiently motioned her to silence. Im not certain as to my future plans, Mason announced coldly. Was he working with the laundering operation? With Cowl? making hot sex Lets wait a day, and see what happens, Stone said. Well have the Bacchettis and the Eagles to dinner here this evening, and I have an excellent cook. Perry Mason, fresh and debonair, latchkeyed the door of his private office...