The 15th of every month until I don't know when I will post a review of a Perry Mason mystery. For the hell of it.
The Case of the
Waylaid Wolf – Erle Stanley Gardner
In his father’s company, rich and spoiled playboy Loring
Lamont keeps an eye peeled for young, attractive female employees. He tricks
stenographer Arlene Ferris into coming to his father’s cabin hideaway. They
cozily cook ham and eggs together. Lamont moves in. Arlene, however, is
decidedly not, as they used to say in the Fifties, “a broad-minded girl with a
tolerant view of life.” His moves change from an unwanted advance into a violent
attempted date rape. Arlene flees the cabin, but the wolf pursues the pretty
lamb through the woods. Shrewdly running an end-around, she “borrows” his car
in order to get back to town, though in a sardonic touch she does end up
parking it outside his apartment by a fire hydrant.
The next morning Arlene visits lawyer Perry Mason to
discuss filing charges against the lothario. Set in the late 1950s, this book
is post-Miranda but pre-rape shield laws. In the bad old days, with impunity
defenders of accused rapists would relentlessly drag the reputations of rape
complainants through the mud. Mason points out the rich Lamont family would sic
detectives on her private life. Arlene,
a fighter, retains Mason to pursue the case because she wants Lamont’s
predatory behavior stopped. If she can save just one woman the anguish of her
experience with Lamont, the risks of a suit would be worth it.
As it turns out, though, Arlene faces legal trouble
because after her departure from the cabin, somebody stabbed Lamont to death
with a butcher knife. Typically unconcerned with the truth, homicide detective
Lt. Tragg and DA Hamilton Burger are cynically certain unlucky Arlene lead
Lamont on and stabbed him for the thrill of it.
Gardner dedicates this book to Park Street, a Texas
attorney who worked on the Court of Last Resort, an organization that advocated
for innocent people wrongfully convicted of serious crimes. Wrongful
convictions often come out of witness misidentification. In Chapter Five, then,
Gardner gives an example of how police procedures made witness
misidentifications a natural outcome. Police
would first prime witnesses with mug shots of the suspect and then present the
suspect in a line-up, with the idea that the vic would identify a familiar face
as the perp. Gardner is mercilessly persuasive on the unreliability of memory.
This is the 100th book in Gardner’s long successful
career. So Gardner confidently and deftly gets all his ducks in a row. For
instance, Gardner likes to fog things up with pairs. Two cars confuse a police
officer. Two skirts confuse Lt. Tragg. Looking similar enough to confuse
hopelessly a record store owner are Arlene and her friend Madge (the retro
names are always fun in Gardner). Also, Gardner tests Perry Mason's prime
directive "Always trust your client" because the evidence against
Arlene indicates she’s being economical with the truth. Finally, Gardner’s
realism is matter-of-fact, the product of a lifetime of asking questions,
listening, reading, and writing about our system of criminal justice, police
procedures and inclinations, and the fallibility and waywardness of us ordinary
people.
Yay! I read this one recently. It's a good one! The idea of date-rape is exactly right.
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