Malone felt that a comment was called for, and he made one. "Who knows?" he said.
"All the things people do toward their superiors," the Queen said, "are done for social reasons. For instance, Sir Kenneth: you don't realize fully how you feel about Mr. Burris."
"He's a hell of a fine guy," Malone said. "I work for him. He's a good
Director of the FBI."
"Of course," the Queen said. "But you believe you could do the job just as well, or perhaps a little better."
"I do not," Malone said angrily.
Her Majesty reserved a dignified silence.
After a while Malone said: "And what if I do?"
"Why, nothing," Her Majesty said. "You don't think Mr. Burris is any smarter or better than you are—but you treat him as if you did. All I am insisting on is the same treatment."
"But if we don't believe—" Boyd began.
"Bless you," Her Majesty said, "I can't help the way you think, but, as Queen, I do have some control over the way you act."