In spurted Miss Mink.
“Minktakmemo.”
She looked at him in some alarm; he appeared ruffled, almost agitated. It was contagious; her hand trembled.
“Memo to Hencastle,” he jerked out. “In re name. My final decision is SMELLY-WELLY—Dirt-devourer! This name must be used no matter what objections are raised; it will be up to you to see that this is done. Please note that appointment is for one sharp, as per verbal instructions given this morning.
“(Signed) J. Sanford Bowser, President.”
He signed it as if he were signing the Declaration of Independence.
“Minktaknuthermemo.”
Miss Mink snapped to attention.
“To Hendricks. In re matter discussed this morning. My final choice is Kinzo. Please carry out my instructions to the letter. Use my limousine.
“(Signed) J. Sanford Bowser, President.”