“How much?”
“Two hundred dollars,” she said, and then added hastily, “No, wait a minute. You’d... I’m talking about the way you came in when I was taking a bath, the way you... I mean for two hundred dollars you wouldn’t.”
“Make it a hundred.”
“No.”
“Fifty.”
“No.”
“Ten.”
“That’s a go,” she said. “It’s a bet. You’d be a gentleman for twenty, but you’d be willing to lose the ten if you thought you could get to first base.”
I said, “Okay. You’ve made a bet. Now, let’s get back to the case.”
“What do you want to know?”