Bertha Cool lurched to her feet, glowered angrily at Everett Belder.
“Nuts!” she said, and stalked out of the office.
11
A Question of Malice
Roger P. Drumson, senior partner of Drumson, Holbret, and Drumson, finished reading the complaint, then looked up over his glasses at Bertha Cool. “As I understand it, Mrs. Cool, you were employed to find out who wrote these letters. You had reasonable grounds to believe the plaintiff wrote them?”
“Yes.”
“That’s good. V ery good! Now just what were these grounds?”
“I knew they had been written by a first-rate typist on a portable. I knew Imogene Dearborne had actually written a message to her employer on this same typewriter.”
“How did you know that?”
“By comparing the typewriting.”