“That you, General?” he muttered.
“Yes.”
“Good night.”
“Hold on! What was it you wanted to say to me, you silly coot?”
“Huh?”
“Come awake a minute. You left a note on my pillow—something you wanted to say to me—remember?”
“Yes,” answered Slim sleepily.
“Well, say it then!”
“I did. That was it.”
“What was it?”