The train stopped and picked up passengers, then chugged up to the knoll and stopped. It was so regular it was almost funny. Almost. The suit engaged with the reporter and they spoke briefly, though the cameraman did no filming. This appointment must have been prearranged, thought Devine. When the man turned and walked back to the house, the woman trailed him, ostensibly asking more questions and perhaps wanting to get something on film. Devine couldnt hear exactly what they were, but the reporter obviously had not gotten her fill; however, the man had. He closed the door in her face, and she clearly wasnt happy about that. And as full of shit as ever. What do you suggest? I said. After all, you used to do this for a living. Will Mr. Jerome C. Keddie stand up? Hamilton Burger asked. Thehe gave me focus. I knew not to lose patience now. I swung around in bed and put my feet on the floor. The old habit of fumbling around for my pack of cigarettes came back to me. All these years and I still wanted one. Dinner will be waiting, then me, she said. She made a big smooching noise and hung up. The point is, can you swear that she wasnt the defendant? And thats when you went on the Watergate committee? I said. WHEN PERRY MASON ENTERED HIS OFFICE AT NINE-THIRTY Tuesday morning Della Street said,Dorley Alder is out there. “Whats new? He was facing the person who shot him? You had dinner? Mason asked. Hunch? Dino asked. When I was through making my selection Dorothy Quane said,You want to try them on? His wifes got the money, right? And understand I did. But, Mason said, you did ask him about the conversation, and he answered the question. I didnt know I was beingmacho, I said. WHEN PERRY MASON ENTERED HIS OFFICE AT NINE-THIRTY Tuesday morning Della Street said,Dorley Alder is out there. “Whats new?.