"You and your extra-sensory—"
"Chief, get it through your thick skull that I am so convinced I'm right that I am betting my life on it!"
"And can you tell me why he is going to give himself away to rescue you?"
"Because I have his daughter right here beside me."
"Schnell—"
"Stop yacking, Chief. Call me when Wood arrives. I have an emotional problem on my hands down here."
"How do you know Wood's coming?"
"He's been following my every move by telepathy," I said. "And he's been trying to block me all the way. Oh, he knows all right."
Then I hung up to stop a lot of senseless gab. I turned to Florence, who was just beginning to understand what I had said and what it meant to both her and her father. She stood there with shocked eyes regarding me, and with one hand pressed back against her teeth. She said, "I don't believe it," in a barely audible voice.