"Well, a little while ago, she threw an hysterical fit in Mrs. Carr's office. Claimed that you had seduced her. Mrs. Carr immediately dumped the whole business in my lap."
"Well?" said Norman.
Gunnison frowned and cocked an eye at him. "Things like this sometimes really happen," he muttered.
"Sure," Norman replied. "But not this time."
"Of course. I had to ask."
"Sure. There was opportunity though. We worked late several nights over at Morton, editing stuff."
Gunnison reached for a folder. "On a chance, I got out her neurotic index. She ranks way up near the top. A regular bundle of complexes. We'll just have to handle it smoothly."
"I'll want to hear her accuse me," said Norman. "Soon as possible."
"Of course. I've arranged for a meeting at Mrs. Carr's office. Four o'clock this afternoon. Meantime she's seeing the college physician. That should sober her up."
"Four o'clock," repeated Norman, standing up. "You'll be there?"