"Just a line or two about the weather and so on."
"Let me see it."
"He can tell you, of course."
"I have a right to see it."
"Naturally. You'll see it all right—some day. What he says about atmospheric and other kinds of pressure is——"
Oaths from the two interrupted the sentence.
"Give it up," from Rudolff, and "I want to see it now," from von Erstein, came almost in the same breath.
"It pains me to disappoint such a charming pair of friends, but——" I shook my head. "Can't be done, beloved; out of the question."
"We'll see about that;" and they exchanged glances.
"Don't make asses of yourselves. One of you has a cracked pate already, and the other's so podgy that half a punch would put him out of action; so you wouldn't have a dog's chance at what I see you're thinking about."