The Case of the Rolling Bones [antikvár]

CHAPTER I/PERRY MASON stared at the morning mail with evident distaste. He raised his eyes to where his secretary was standing at his elbow, and said, "Gosh, Delia, can't you scare me up a good mystery?"Delia Street said, "I've handled all the routine mail. This is the important stuff which needs your personal attention."Mason pushed the mail to one side. "Shucks, Delia, I hate letters. Letters are inanimate. I like people. People are animate. I like to puzzle with human problems." ,Delia Street regarded the discarded mail with solicitous eyes, and steeled herself against the magnetism of Mason's boyish grin. "After all," she said, "you can't eat dessert all the time, Chief. You have to have some bread and butter.""Not dessert, Delia," Mason said. "I want meat, red meat, and lots of it. Come on, be a good girl, and tell me about the clients."Delia Street sighed. "A Miss Leeds, a Miss Milicant, and a Mr. Barkler are waiting in the outer office. They're together, but Miss Leeds wants to talk with you for a few moments before you see the others."3