“I got a little information—on—the affair we were talking of,” he said as he sat down. “I’m not so sure I want you to take the case after all.”
“Certainly I shall take it,” I retorted with some sharpness. “I’ve promised to go.”
“Tut! I’m not going to send you into danger unnecessarily.”
“I am not afraid.”
“Exactly. A lot of generals were lost in the Civil War because they were not afraid and wanted to lead their troops instead of saving themselves and their expensive West Point training by sitting back in a safe spot and directing the fight. Any fool can run into danger. It takes intellect to keep out.”
I felt my color rising indignantly.
“Then you brought me here to tell me I am not to go?”
“Will you let me read you two reports?”
“You could have told me that at the corner!”
“Will you let me read you two reports?”