The Case of the Lucky Legs
inquired.
    "I couldn't hear a sound," Mason said, "and it's strange, because I had every reason to believe that Patton was in. I pushed the button on the buzzer, and I could hear the buzzer sounding in the apartment. Then I pounded on the door, but I didn't get any answer. I thought perhaps he was in another room, or changing his clothes or something, so I waited a little while and then started all over again. I was just giving up in disgust when you came around the bend in the corridor."
    "This woman," said the officer, "heard a girl having hysterics in there and then she heard something bang, as though some one had fallen to the floor. You didn't hear anything, did you?"
    "Not me," Mason said. "How long ago was it?" he asked the woman.
    "Not very long ago," she said. "I was in bed. I hadn't been feeling well and I went to bed early. I jumped up and pulled on a dress and put on some shoes and went out to find the officer. I brought him up here just as soon as I found him."
    "Did you try the door?" the officer inquired.
    "I rattled the knob," Perry Mason said. "I think the door's locked. But I didn't really turn the knob and press against it to find out. I just rattled it. I don't mind telling you, Officer, that I'm very much interested. I'm anxious to see Frank Patton. If he's in there, I'd like very much to see him."
    The officer regarded the woman with frowning contemplation; then moved over to the door of apartment 302 and banged with his knuckles on the panel. When there was no answer, he took out his night stick and rapped sharply with the end of that. Then, he tried the knob of the door.
    "Locked," he said.
    He turned away from the door and said to the woman, "You've got the apartment across the hall?"
    She nodded.
    "Let's go in there," he said. "I want to locate the manager and see if he's got a pass-key, and will let us in."
    Perry Mason looked impatiently at his wristwatch, then faced the woman.
    "Would you say that it was as much as ten minutes ago that you heard the noise in there?" he asked.
    "Just about, I guess," she said.
    "Just what did you hear?"
    "I heard a girl sobbing. She kept saying something about lucky legs, or about her legs being lucky."
    "Was she talking in a loud tone?" Mason asked.
    "Yes, you know the way a woman does when she's having hysterics. She was sobbing and crying out words."
    "You couldn't hear all the words?"
    "No."
    "Then what did you hear next?"
    "Then I heard something bang to the floor."
    "You didn't hear any one go in the apartment?"
    "No."
    "Didn't hear any one go out?"
    "No. I don't know as I would have heard that. You see, the way the apartment is arranged, I can hear sounds that come through the bathroom window, but I can't hear things that go on in the apartment."
    "But you heard the sound of the jarring fall?"
    "Yes, that even jarred the pictures on the wall."
    "And you heard this girl sobbing about her lucky legs?"
    "Yes."
    "She must have been in the bathroom."
    "I think she was."
    Perry Mason looked over toward the officer.
    "Well," he said, "I guess there's nothing more I can do. If there was a woman in there, it doesn't look as though she's there now, and, anyway, I wanted to see a man. I've got to go back to my office."
    "I can reach you there any time?" asked the officer. "You may be wanted as a witness. I don't know what's in there. Maybe nothing, but I don't like this business about the jar that shook the pictures on the wall."
    Perry Mason nodded, extended his hand with a five dollar bill folded between the fingers, holding it in such a position that the officer could see the bill but the woman could not.
    "Yes, Officer," he said, "I can be reached at my office any time. There's nothing that I know. There was no commotion when I got up here. The apartment was silent just the way it is now."
    The officer slipped the five dollar bill from between Perry Mason's fingers.
    "Very good, Counselor, we'll reach you if we should want you for anything. I'm going to get a

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