Rex Stout, Prisoner’s
Base
Copyright © 1952 Rex Stout
Bantam Books reprint 1992
ISBN0-553-24269-5
A young and attractive young woman shows up at Nero Wolfe’s house,
carrying luggage. Wolfe is not available—he’s
tending to his orchids. The young woman,
Pricilla Eads (as we late discover when her guardian, Perry Helmar, shows up,
seeking to hire Wolfe to find her) wishes to remain secluded until her 25th
birthday has passed. Also, as we learn from
Helmar when he is seeking to hire Wolfe to(for $10,000—roughly $150,000 in
inflation-adjusted terms), on her 25th birthday his guardianship
will terminate and she will come into control of a fortune, including a
majority ownership of a textile design and manufacturing firm (SoftDown).
Wolfe chooses not to reveal her presence in his house, and
persuades Helmar to let him consider whether to take the case until the next
morning. He then confronts Eads, saying
that she has a choice: Pay him $10,000 keep
her hidden until her 25th birthday, or leave the brownstone. Should she leave, he tells her, he will call
Helmar the next morning to accept the job he has been offered. (He also points out that all she has to do is
go home and phone Helmar.)
She leaves, and is found the next morning in her apartment,
dead—strangled. And her long-time maid,
Margaret Fomos (who does not live in) has been found, also strangled, with her
key to Eads’ apartment missing. It’s not
hard to reach the conclusion that Fomos was killed ti get the key, and that the
same person has killed them both. Archie
tries to convince Wolfe to investigate the Eads’ murder; Wolfe refuses. And Archie takes it upon himself to find the
killer.
Complications ensue.
Archie crashes a board of directors meeting (identifying himself as a
detective); before he has accomplished much, the cops show up and arrest him of
a charge of impersonating a police officer.
After some back-and-forth, Archie overhears Wolfe—who was also arrested—describing
the events to the police higher-ups, and announces that he does have a client—Archie
Goodwin. Like it or not, Wolfe will
investigate the murders.
One of the complications has to do with Eads’ marriage, to
Eric Hagh, several years earlier, in Caracas, Venezuela. She has apparently signed an agreement to
share equally any assets she inherits with Hagh. Which means millions, as of her 25th
birthday. And Hagh has hired a lawyer
who has informed Helmar that 50% of Eads’ SoftDown stock should be, as of her
25th birthday, when she formally inherits it, should be transferred
to him.
So we have a tangle. And
there is one of Stout’s best-ever scenes.
Wolfe manages to Helmar get the four highest executives of SoftDown to
come to his office to discuss the situation.
He asks them to—no, let me quote Wolfe:
I say to you…there is a
suspicion current that you had something to do with the murder of Pricilla Eads,
and also of Margaret Fomos, and even that you may have actually committed those
crimes with your own hands. What have
you to say to remove or discredit that suspicion?
The responses of three of the four executives (Jay Brucker,
president; Viola Duday, assistant secretary to the corporation; Oliver Pitkin,
corporate treasurer; and Bernard Quest, VP) are among the best set pieces I
have ever read in a mystery novel. (Only
Brucker’s is uninteresting.) And all
four of their “voices are distinct and captivating. These are at the very least among the best
conceived characters in any of the books.
Saul Panzer also plays a pivotal role in identifying the
murderer. As is generally the case with
the continuing PI characters (excluding Archie) in the saga, we hear what Saul
has discovered, but we don’t see or hear him actually doing the work. (I’ll admit to wishing that Stoup had gotten
around to writing a book about Saul as a detective.)
The narrative (the plot, if you will) is among the best
Stout ever wrote. The people involved in
this particular situation are well, eve, brilliantly conceived and presented. It’s the best conceived and presented cast of
characters, I think, in the entire body of work. The events leading up to the murders, and the
detective work leading to the climax, are as good as anything Stout ever
wrote. It’s not the book that has moved
me most (that would be A Family Affair). It’s not the book that deals with the
weightiest issued (The Doorbell Rang). But it is very nearly the best thing Stout
wrote.
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