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some millionaire who has a penchant for young women. If you find any millionaires in the guy's background, I'd like to know about them.
    "And it's very important that he has no inkling of the fact he's being investigated."
    "Okay," Drake said, "I'll get a line on him."
    "Here's another angle of the same picture," Mason said. "Dianne Alder, about twenty-four, with lots of this and that and these and those, blonde, blue-eyed, with lots and lots of figure. Living here at Bolero Beach. Mother died six months ago. Father died when she was ten years old. Worked as a secretary for a law firm. I'm interested in her. She's been living here for some time and it shouldn't be too difficult to get her background. What I am particularly interested in at the moment is finding out whether she's being kept under surveillance."
    "May I ask who your client is?" Drake said. "I'd like to get the picture in proper perspective."
    "I'm the client," Mason said. "Get your men started."
    When Mason had hung up the telephone, Della Street said, "You think she's under surveillance, Perry?"
    "I'm just wondering," Mason said. "I'd like to know if someone knew she'd been talking with us and had delivered a warning. She seemed rather disturbed about something. If anyone is playing games, I want to find out about it and if I'm going to be asked to sit in on the game I want to draw cards.
    "Comment?"
    Della Street smiled. "No comment, but I still wonder what would happen if she'd been flat-chested."

CHAPTER FOUR
    Perry Mason had a court hearing set for Monday morning. The hearing ran over until midafternoon and it was not until three-thirty that the lawyer reached his office.
    Della Street said, "Paul has a preliminary report on your friend, Harrison T. Boring."
    "Good," Mason said.
    "I'll tell him you're here and he'll give you the lowdown."
    Della Street put through the call and a few moments later Paul Drake's code knock sounded on the door of Mason's private office.
    Della Street opened the door and let him in.
    "Hi, Beautiful," he said. "You certainly are a dish with all that beautiful sun tan."
    "You haven't seen it all," she said demurely.
    Mason said, "She gave me an overdose of sun just sitting out on the beach, looking at Dianne Alder. Wait until you see her, Paul."
    "I understand from my operatives," Drake said, "that Dianne is quite somebody."
    "She certainly cuts a figure," Della Street said.
    "She's a nice kid, Paul," Mason said, "and I'm afraid that she's being victimized. What have you found out?"
    "Well, of course, Dianne is an open book," Drake said. "My operatives quietly nosed around down there at Bolero Beach. She worked for a firm of attorneys, Corning, Chester and Corning. She hadn't been there too long. She hasn't had too much legal experience but she's an expert typist and shorthand operator. The point is, everyone likes her. The members of the partnership liked her, the clients liked her, and the other two stenographers liked her.
    "Then something came along and she quit, but she didn't tell them why she was quitting. She quit almost overnight, simply giving them two weeks" notice.
    "She'd been supporting her mother, who had been helpless for some eighteen months prior to her death. It had taken every cent the girl could earn and scrape together to pay the expenses of nursing. She'd work in the office daytimes and then come home and take over the job of being night nurse. It was quite a physical strain and quite a financial drain."
    "No one knew why she had quit?" Mason asked.
    "No. She was rather mysterious about the whole thing, simply said she was going to take life a little easier, that she had been working very hard and had been under quite a strain. People who knew what she had been through sympathized with her and were glad to see her relaxing a bit.
    "One of the girls in the office thought that Dianne was going to get married but didn't want anyone to know about it. She got that impression simply because of the manner in which