Chapter 28 Chapter Twenty Eight

"I'm Dr. Westin. This conversation is going to be taped, you know?" "Yes, doctor." "Are you feeling calmer now?" "I'm calm, but I'm angry." "Why are you angry?" "I shouldn't be in this place. I'm not crazy. I've been framed." "Oh? Who framed you?" "Taylor Stanford." "Judge Taylor Stanford?" "right." "Why would he do that?" "for money." "Do you have money?" "No. I mean, there was . . . which means I could have had it. He promised me a million dollars, and a mink jacket and jewelry."

"Why did Judge Stanford give you these promises?" "Let me start at the beginning. I'm not really Julia Stanford. My name is Margot Posner." "When you came here, you insisted that you were Julia Stanford." "Don't bring it up. I'm really not. See...that's what happened. Judge Stanford hired me to pass himself off as his sister." "Why would he do that?" "Because by doing that, I was able to get a share of Stanford's estate and move it to his name." "So he promised you a million dollars, a mink jacket and some jewelry?"

"You don't believe me, do you? Well, I can prove it. He took me to Rose Hill. That's where the Stanford family lives in Boston. I can describe the house to you, I And tell you everything about that family." "You know that all of this means you're making very serious allegations?" "I dare say so. But I also know you'll do nothing about it, because he happens to be a judge himself." "You are wrong. I assure you that we will thoroughly investigate these allegations of yours." "Okay! I'm going to lock up the bastard like he's got me. I'm going to get out of here!"

"You know that in addition to my examination, two of my colleagues have to evaluate your mental condition." "Let them test it. I'm as sane as you are." "Dr. Gifford's coming this afternoon, and then we'll decide how to proceed." "The sooner the better. I can't stand this damn place!" ※※※ When the matron brought Margot her lunch, she said, "I just told Dr. Gifford. He'll be here in an hour." "Thank you." She was ready for him at any moment.She is all set.She was going to tell them exactly what she knew.When I'm done, Margot thought, they'll lock him up and let me go.Thinking of this, she felt a burst of satisfaction.I will be free!Then Margot thought again: what to do after being free?I'm going to be on the streets again.Maybe they'll cancel my parole and put me in jail!

She slammed the rice bowl hard against the wall.Those damn guys!They can't treat me like this!Yesterday I had a million dollars, and today...wait!etc!Margo suddenly had an idea.The idea thrilled Margo.Holy God!What am I doing?Haven't I already been proven to be Julia Stanford?I have witnesses.The family had heard Frank Timmons say that my fingerprints said I was Julia Stanford, so why would I want to be Margot Posner when I could be Julia Stanford?No wonder they put me here.I must be crazy!She rang for the head nurse. The head nurse came in, and Margo said excitedly, "I'm going to see the doctor right away!"

"I know, he'll be here in a while..." "Right now." The head nurse looked at Margo's expression and said, "Calm down. I'll go find him." Ten minutes later Dr. Franz Gifford entered Margo's room. "Do you want to see me?" "Yes," she smiled apologetically. "Unfortunately, I've been playing a little joke, doctor." "Really?" "It's true. It was embarrassing. You know, the truth of the matter is that I was so sick of my brother Tyler that I wanted to punish him. But now I realize I was wrong. I've changed my mind now. I think Go back home to Rose Hill."

"I read your transcript this morning. You said your name was Margot Posner, and you were framed..." Margo laughed. "I'm so naughty. I said that to upset Taylor. I'm not Margot Posner. I'm Julia Stanford." He looked at her and said, "Can you prove it?" This is the moment Margot has been waiting for. "Oh, yes!" she said triumphantly. "Taylor proved it himself. He hired a private investigator named Frank Timmons who compared my fingerprints with the ones I had left on my driver's license in previous years and they matched exactly. That There is no problem."

"You mean Detective Frank Timmons?" "Yes. He's with the District Attorney here in Chicago." He watched her carefully for a moment and said, "Now, are you sure of that? You're not Margo Posner . . . but Julia Stanford?" "Absolutely, definitely." "Can this Frank Timmons private detective prove it?" She smiled. "He's proven. You just make a phone call to the area law firm, find him and get in touch with him." Dr. Gifford nodded. "Well, I will." ※※※ At ten o'clock the next morning Dr. Gifford returned to Margot's room, accompanied by the matron.

"Good morning." "Good morning, doctor." She looked at him eagerly. "Have you talked to Frank Timmons?" "Talk. I want to clarify again. Is it true that Judge Stanford involved you in some kind of conspiracy?" "Totally false. I said that because I wanted to punish my brother. But everything is fine now. I'm ready to go home." "Can Frank Timmons prove you're Julia Stanford!" "Absolutely." Dr. Gifford turned to the head nurse and nodded.She gestured to someone.A tall, thin black man entered the room. He looked at Margot and said, "This is Frank Timmons. Can I help you?"

He is a complete stranger.