"Yes," said Simpson after a bit, "I'll think it over."
"In the meantime," said Rockwell, "you must keep still about all this, of course. And we may need your help again--for taxi driving and so forth."
"What if I choose to blow the whole thing?"
"In that case you will do more than any one else could to help Norman to the thing he will most want--a reconciliation with Crockett and the rest of the gang. And he will go on in his old ways--Jennie included."
Rockwell let Simpson digest that for a moment, and then said:
"Well, think it over as you have promised. And now we really do want breakfast."
Simpson got to his feet. He straightened the napkin on his arm and mechanically enunciated his servile formula:
"Yes, sir."
"And, Simpson!"
"Yes, sir?"