“Here, at the very top.”
“Don’t see nothin’.”
“You don’t see Mr. and Mrs. David M. Jones.”
“Oh, yes, I see them.”
“Surely that’s a mistake.”
“Mistake? No. I ’tended to them folks myself.” As the young lady stared incredulous, he reassured her. “They’re comin’ all right. Tip-top folks. He wus governor of—”
“They’re not coming in here?”
“Why not?”
“Mr. Jones?”
“Yes, David M. He wus governor of—”