"I want to ask him," she replied calmly.
"Fine!" muttered Tomlin. "Yes, my dear, you ask him why he dares to threaten your dear father."
"And you," said Posy.
"That's right. And me. More than one good tip he's had from me."
"Tips? Why should you tip him?"
"You can ask him. There's no time to waste."
"No time to waste?"
The situation had become tenser. Quinney perceived with a certain pride that Posy was demonstrating the quality of brains inherited from him.
"Go to him," said Quinney. "He's in his room. We'll wait here."
She obeyed.