He looked me over thoughtfully. “At times, Lam,” he said, “that restless disposition of yours makes you say things which border on insolence.”
“I still don’t know who peddles it.”
“Neither do I. They have a crew of salesmen, very highly trained men, I understand.”
“The partners don’t sell?”
“No.”
“That’s all I wanted to know.”
“It isn’t all I wanted to know.”
I raised my eyebrows.
“Seen the evening paper?”
I shook my head.