“Yes, sir.”
“I had softened her up.”
“Yes, sir.”
“He knew exactly what he had to do. I had coached him thoroughly in lines and business.”
“Yes, sir. So Mr. Fink-Nottle informed me.”
“Well, then——”
“I regret to say, sir, that there was a slight hitch.”
“You mean, something went wrong?”
“Yes, sir.”
I could not fathom. The brain seemed to be tottering on its throne.