“Not at all,” I told her. “I simply felt it wasn’t a case that would be interesting to the editor of the magazine for which I’m planning to do the writing.”
“Why?”
I said, “What I want to show is the danger inherent in compromising cases, where the insured party is actually in the right but where the insurance company feels that defending the case would involve too much effort. Therefore they let a majority of witnesses on the other side commit perjury and…”
“Well, why isn’t that exactly what happened in my case?”
I hesitated. “Were you seriously injured?”
“My left hip was injured.”
“Is it nearly healed now?”
“Yes. I’m able to walk now, but ever since the accident I’ve had spells of sciatica. I’m having a bad one now — air pillows, aspirin and pain.”
“I’m sorry,” I said sympathetically.
“And what’s more, I’m afraid that this accident is going to leave one leg shorter than the other, permanently.”