The Empress File

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was time I got into the discussion.
    “If it’s all right to change the subject for a minute, maybe you can help me,” I said. “I’m looking for views… you know, overlooks of the town, where I can see some of those beautiful Victorian mansions and still have some sweep of the land.…”
    Dessusdelit looked toward Ballem, and Ballem’s eyes narrowed even further. “Up by the Trent place, you know where that big old oak tree is right on the edge of the hill.”
    “That would be wonderful,” Dessusdelit said, turning to me. “There are several places up there. Excuse me, could I sit for just a moment?”
    LuEllen moved over, and Dessusdelit perched on the end of the bench seat and took a silver pen and small pad of paper from her purse. “Now this is Front Street,” she said. “If you walk south on Front to Longstreet Boulevard and then turn left…”
    She gave us directions out to the Trent place, which was perhaps ten blocks from the center of town. I asked about the possibility of renting a car for a couple of weeks.
    “Well, Mary Wells’s brother—she’s our cityclerk—has the Chevrolet dealership here. I believe he rents used cars off the lot—”
    “He does,” said Ballem.
    They gave us directions to the Chevrolet dealer, and Dessusdelit and LuEllen agreed the mayor would visit the next morning to look at the crystal ball. Dessusdelit was just getting up to leave when we had one of those odd encounters that happen from time to time. The door opened, and a man stepped in. Dark-haired, dark-complected, he was wearing a white straw hat, a light cotton sports jacket over a T-shirt, faded blue jeans, and loafers. He started down the aisle headed toward the back, said, “Hello, Archibald,” to Ballem, and then saw Dessusdelit sitting next to us.
    “’Lo, Chenille,” he said. His eyes moved on to LuEllen, paused, and then to me. He started slowly past, but Dessusdelit stopped him. “You’ll be there, Lucius? We’re votin’ on the pool improvements.”
    “Of course.”
    “It’s important. You may be the tiebreaker.”
    “I realize that, ma’am, and I shall be there, as always.”
    Dessusdelit remembered her manners. “Lucius, this is Miz Case and Mr. Kidd. Mr. Kidd is a painter, and they are going through to New Orleans, on the river. Mr. Kidd plans to stop andwork here for a few days… and this is a member of our city council, Lucius Bell.”
    “Pleased to make your acquaintance,” Bell said. He had been politely trying to stare down LuEllen’s sundress until Dessusdelit mentioned our names, and then his eyes fixed on me. “Are you the fellow represented by the Cale Gallery in New Orleans?”
    “Uh, yeah, as a matter of fact.” I was startled by the question.
    “I believe I have one of your paintings hanging on my dining room wall,” Bell said.
    My mouth was hanging open. I’d never before blindly bumped into someone who owned one of my paintings.
    “Are you serious?” I said.
    “Sunrise, Josie Harry Bar Light 719.5,”
he said.
    “Jeez, that’s a good one,” I said. “How’s it holding up? I mean, to look at?”
    “I still like it,” he said with a thin grin. “You’re welcome to come over and have a look.…”
    “I’d like to do that,” I said. I turned to LuEllen. “It’s a good one.”
    “They’re like children,” she explained to Dessusdelit, whose head had been swiveling between Bell and me. “He hates to let them go.”
    “Give me a call when you want to come. I’m home most weekday evenings, except council,nights,” Bell said. He borrowed Dessusdelit’s pen and wrote his phone number on the paper next to the map. “And you’d be most welcome, too, Ms. Case. Anytime.”
    LuEllen clapped her hands, and I thought she looked a little like Alice in Wonderland. “What a good town,” she said. “And we’ve been here only a couple of hours.”

B ALLEM HAD A good eye. The Trent place was a white clapboard Victorian castle with turrets and stunning

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