"Yes."
"Then to work. And, as soon as he's done for, be off. The shots may bring the neighbours. They must find both the flats empty."
She went up to the bed:
"Are you ready, Lupin?"
"Ready's not the word: I'm burning with impatience."
"Have you any request to make of me?"
"None."
"Then...."
"One word, though."
"What is it?"