“I have decided to take your advice.”
“At Kuvetli’s suggestion?”
This, Graham reflected, was not going to be as easy as he had thought. He answered: “At my own. I was not impressed by him. Frankly, I was amazed. That the Turkish Government should have put such a fool of a man on the job seems to me incredible.”
“What makes you think he is a fool?”
“He seems to think that you are making some attempt to bribe me and that I am inclined to accept the money. He threatened to expose me to the British Government. When I suggested that I might be in some personal danger he seemed to think that I was trying to trick him in some stupid way. If that’s your idea of a clever man, I’m sorry for you.”
“Perhaps he is not used to dealing with the English brand of self-esteem,” Moeller retorted acidly. “When did this meeting take place?”
“Last night, soon after I saw you.”
“And did he mention me by name?”
“Yes. He warned me against you.”
“And how did you treat the warning?”