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Perry Mason 16 - The Case of the Baited Hook

Perry Mason 16 - The Case of the Baited Hook

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Who was that masked woman? That's the question plaguing the perpetually inquiring mind of Perry Mason. No one loves a good mystery more than Mason--but being asked to represent a client who's concealing her identity, not to mention the particulars of her case, has given even the legendary legal eagle a case of ruffled feathers.
Who was that masked woman? That's the question plaguing the perpetually inquiring mind of Perry Mason. No one loves a good mystery more than Mason--but being asked to represent a client who's concealing her identity, not to mention the particulars of her case, has given even the legendary legal eagle a case of ruffled feathers.

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Published by: Rresham on Jul 29, 2012
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Erle Stanley Gardner 
TWO PERSONS IN THE CITY HAD THE NUMBER OF PERRYMason's private, unlisted telephone. One was Della Street,Mason's secretary, and the other Paul Drake, head of the DrakeDetective Agency.It was early in March, a blustery night with rain pelting atintervals against the windows. Wind howled around the cornicesand fought its way through the narrow openings in the windows tobillow the lace curtains of Mason's apartment into weird shapeswhich alternately blossomed into white ghosts, collapsed, anddropped limply back against the casements.Mason fought off the heavy lethargy of that deep sleep whichcomes during the first part of the night, to grope for the ringingtelephone.The instrument momentarily eluded his sleep - deadened fingers.
 
Mason's right hand found the chain which dangled from the lightover his bed. At the same time, his left, reaching for thetelephone, became entangled with the cord and knocked theinstrument to the floor.Now thoroughly awake, he retrieved the telephone, placed thereceiver to his ear, and said, "My gosh, Della, why don't you go tobed at a decent hour?"A man's voice said, "Mr. Mason?"Surprised, Mason said, "Yes. Who is it?" The voice said crisply,"You are talking with Cash."Mason sat up in bed, bolstering himself against the pillow. "That'snice," he said. "How's Carry?"For a moment the voice was puzzled. "Carrie?" it asked. "I don'tknow to whom you refer.""Come, come," Mason said amiably. "If you're Cash, you must knowCarry.""Oh, a pun," the voice said with the offended dignity of a man whohas no sense of humor. "I didn't understand at first.""What," Mason asked, "do you want?""I want to come to your office.""And I," Mason said, "want to stay in bed."

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