"Jenkins, have the corridor cleared and Secret Service men posted at all entrances and exits. When it's safe, bring in Agent X-45." He paused. "And Professor Blake, too."
"At once, sir." Jenkins hurried out.
"X-45?" said the President. "Has he no name?"
The Secretary smiled inscrutably. "Teddy, sir."
"Why that smirk?"
"You'll see, sir."
They sat in fidgety silence for another minute, and then a buzzer sounded, twice.
"Ah, that's Jenkins," said the Secretary, and pressed the button once more.
Jenkins came in, followed by a tall gray-haired man who carried a large black suitcase. The President arose, and, as Jenkins left the room again, shook hands with the man. "Agent X-45?" he asked.
"Professor Charles Blake," the man corrected him calmly. "Agent X-45 is in here."