"Pretending what?"
"Or maybe it's dead."
Von Ulrich's thin face frowned intensely. "Is the child pretending to be asleep, or is it dead?"
"Maybe it isn't a real kid. Maybe it's a dummy."
Von Ulrich's face reddened. "What's the man thinking?"
"How should I know, sir."
"You don't care?"
"No, why should I give a damn what he's thinking?"
"You tell me. Why shouldn't you?"
"Because it's none of my business."