"Of course. They were all over the place. But I never was told anything restricted, never asked for—"
"Please, Mr. Horrisford! It's my favorite recipe."
"Ummm. Thank you, but—"
"You met your future wife when?"
"In—"
"Excuse me, there's the phone... Hello. Mrs. Arch speaking... Oh?... Yes, I'll see... Pardon me. There's a man from the Associated Press in town. He wants to see you, dear."
Sagdahl flinched. "Stall him off," he groaned. "Please."
"Can't do that forever," said Arch. "Not under the circumstances."
"I realize that, Dr. Arch." Sagdahl clenched his jaw. "But this is unprecedented. As an American citizen, you'll want to—"
"Certainly we'll cooperate," said Elizabeth brightly. "But what shall I tell the AP man? That we're not supposed to say anything to anyone?"