"How?"
"The same way my men come back to camp and it's a natural way that's rarely stopped."
"Clarens had no military experience!" Scott said.
"No, but he's read a lot—that came out at the trial—and he's under pressure, so he'll remember what he read," Bennington said.
"Tell me this way you can walk invisible across a lighted bridge," and Scott was still unconvinced.
"You don't walk over, you ride over," Mosby said. "I would work it this way.
"I would stop in a bar and buy a drink that made me smell five feet away. I would order and get rid of a couple more of them, very quickly, then I would tip the bartender to call me a cab.
"And by the way, of course I wouldn't be drinking any after the first one.
"But when the cabbie came, I'd offer him a drink, wave a big bill or two that meant a good tip, and give him a good address—for instance, the hotel that takes up the biggest space in the yellow pages of the telephone book.
"I would get into the back seat of the cab still holding on to the biggest bill or two out of those we took from the cleaning truck and I would pretend to fall asleep.