"When I see him," Groll answered, shrugging his shoulders.
"You're his partner?" Fargus said, surveying the hunchback with an interest which Groll returned, each recognizing in the other a common intensity of purpose.
"I'm his partner. Can we do anything for you?"
"No, no," Fargus said hastily; "just tell him I want to see him very much."
"What name?"
"Fargus. He will know."
"You're a client of his, then?" Groll said with aroused curiosity.
"Yes, of course."
"I beg pardon—since when?"