The Case of the Horrified Heirs by Erle Stanley Gardner Read Free Book Online Page B

key to the filing system, he thought he could maybe find the paper he wanted.
    "He asked me if I knew anything about how the files were classified and I told him I didn't."
    "It was all handled according to numbers," Virginia said. "General classifications. For instance, number one to a thousand was personal correspondence. Number one thousand to three thousand represented contracts. Three thousand to five thousand, probate. Five thousand to six thousand, wills. Six thousand to eight thousand, agreements. Eight thousand to ten thousand, real estate transactions."
    "Well, I didn't disturb anything. I put all that stuff in packages and tied them up with binder twine."
    "Could we take a look?" Virginia asked.
    "Why, sure."
    Julian Bannock led the way into the relative coolness of the barn, redolent with the clean smell of hay.
    "Used to keep this barn pretty full of hay," he said, "and had quite a storage problem. Lately, I've been selling the hay because I haven't been doing much feeding. Used to have a little dairy business, but they've got so many headaches now that the small dairyman has too much of a problem; too much work; too many regulations.
    "The real big dairies are handling things now with mechanical milkers, feeders and all that sort of thing-I didn't get too much for those filing cases, either. Could have kept the stuff in the cases, I guess, but I don't know what anybody'd want with all that stuff-thought some of pitching it all out and burning it up, but you talked so much about the files, I thought I'd keep them."
    "Well, of course, that was some time ago," Virginia said. "As time passes, those files cease to have quite as much importance."
    "Well, here we are, over here. This used to be a tractor shed, but I got room to put these-Well, what do you know!"
    Bannock stopped in surprise before the litter of papers strewn all over the floor.
    "Looks like that fellow left a hell of a mess," he said angrily.
    Virginia looked in dismay at the piles of paper.
    The man who had been in there had evidently cut the binder twine that had held the papers in different classifications and had pawed through everything looking for the paper he wanted, throwing the other papers helterskelter into a pile which had spread out into an area some six feet in diameter at the bottom and some four feet high.
    Virginia, looking at the carbon copies now ragged at the edges from the gnawing of mice, thinking of the care she had taken with those papers when she had typed them, felt like crying.
    Julian Bannock, slow to anger, but with a steadily mounting temper, said. "Well, by gosh, I'd like to tell that fellow Smith a thing or two!"
    He bent down and picked up a piece of binder twine. "Cut through slick and clean with a sharp knife," he said. "Somebody'd ought to take that man and teach him a few manners."
    Virginia, studying the pile of papers, said, "He must have been in a terrific hurry. He was looking for something and he didn't have time to untie the twine, look at each package, and then tie them up again. He simply took his knife, cut the twine, looked hurriedly for what he wanted; then when he didn't find it, he threw the rest of the papers over on the pile."
    Julian said thoughtfully, "You can see that all right. I'm kicking myself for not keeping an eye on him."
    "How long was he here?" Virginia asked.
    "Now, that I can't tell you. I let him in the barn, showed him where the things were and then left."
    Virginia reached a sudden decision. "Where is the nearest telephone?" she asked.
    "Well, one of the neighbors has one and he's real accommodating," Julian said. "He lives about two miles down the road."
    "I want to make a long distance call," she said, "and… I guess it's better not to let anyone hear what I'm saying. I'll go on in to Bakersfield and put in the call from a booth there. I'll be back after a while with some big cartons. I'm going to put those papers in the cartons and then we'll keep them someplace where they're