“Yes.”
“You’re sure.”
“Yes.”
“You’d better be. If you are, it’s all right that you never saw me before. If you put over your song and dance there may be a tail on you when you leave. Don’t try to shake him. We’ll take care of that when we leave the movie. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“Righto. Stick to me and you’ll wear black orchids.”
I started to go back to Purley to kid him out of any suspicions that might be pecking at the shell, but a door opened and Wolfe emerged, and Cramer stood on the sill and spoke:
“Purley! Goodwin’s taking Wolfe home and will be back in half an hour.”
“Yeah,” Purley said disrespectfully.
“Come, Archie,” Wolfe said.