“I don’t know. I got up late. I just finished breakfast.”
“Find out. Tell her the appointment at the D.A.’s office is off. I want to see her as soon as I finish with you.”
I plugged in the plant room extension and gave it a buzz. In a minute Wolfe’s voice was in my ear:
“Archie? It’s about time. Get Mr. Hewitt—”
“Hold it,” I put in. “Reporting bad luck. Inspector Cramer is sitting here glaring at me. Johnny was spotted last night, and Miss Tracy is not to go to the D.A.’s office because Cramer wants to see her as soon as he gets through with me. He seems to be disgruntled about something.”
“Does he know who slept in the south room?”
“I think not. I’m sure not.”
“Very well. I’ll attend to that. Miss Tracy is here with me. She can go down whenever. Mr. Cramer is ready for her. Get Mr. Hewitt on the phone.”
“Right out loud?”
“Certainly.”