“And would you like to work at it again?”
“I should, sir.”
“As a matter of fact, we have a number of architects, not exactly in the club, but friendly toward it, and on intimate terms with us. I’ll introduce you to some of them when—when you get on your feet. How old are you? Thirty?”
“Thirty-one.”
For some two minutes he went on writing.
“How long since you’ve been drinking?”
“My last drink was three days ago.”
“And how long since you’ve been actually drunk?”
“About a week.”
“And before that?”