“Sure, she’s a woman.”
“I assumed you’d get a man. You know I’ve got to travel all over the place staying at hotels. It’s going to be awkward if-”
“Why? You don’t have to sleep with her.”
“Isn’t there a man available?”
“Not as good as Miss Kolin. You said you wanted someone we could vouch for if it came to getting the interpreter’s testimony accepted in an American court. We could vouch for Kolin all right. We always use her or Miss Harle for important rogatory commissions, and so do the British. Harle’s on another job in Geneva right now, so we got Kolin. You’re lucky she’s available.”
“All right. How old is she?”
“Early thirties and quite attractive.”
“For God’s sake.”
“You don’t have to worry.” The Embassy man had chuckled in an odd way.
George had ignored the chuckle and asked about Miss Kolin’s history.