A faint smile hovered about the doctor's face.
"I know your reputation," he said sarcastically.
The captain thought the doctor was flattering him, so he rubbed his hands with satisfaction, as he replied:
"That's right. I'm after results. None of them Psyche themes for mine." Striding over to the armchair where sat Howard, he laid a rough hand on his shoulder:
"Hey, Jeffries, wake up!"
Howard opened his eyes and stared stupidly about him. The captain took him by the collar of his coat.
"Come—stand up! Brace up now!" Turning to Sergeant Maloney, he added, "Take him over to the station. Write out that confession and make him sign it before breakfast. I'll be right over."
Howard struggled to his feet and Maloney helped him arrange his collar and tie. Officer Delaney clapped his hat on his head. Dr. Bernstein turned to go.
"Good morning, captain. I'll make out my report"
"Good morning, doctor."