“Well?”
“Well, it’s afternoon now, and the sun’s in the west; and you’ve set the indicator pointing straight toward it.”
“I tell you it’s forenoon; and the sun’s in the east.”
“Fitz, you’re wrong.”
“Bob, I’m not.”
“You’ll see.”
“You’ll see.”
“Fitz Mee, you don’t know anything.”
“Bob Taylor, I know everything.”
“Yes, you do!”