“Oh?” She cocked an eye. “You have?”
I nodded. “I’ve decided that you folks are too genteel for me. I’m the type that sticks thumbs in people’s eyes, and this is the wrong setting for it. I have phoned Mr. Wolfe to tell him that, and he agrees, and he’s on his way up here. He will particularly want to speak with you, since it was you who suggested that his client is a blackmailer, so if you don’t mind waiting?”
She was frowning. “Nero Wolfe coming here?”
“Yes.”
“What for?”
I waved a hand. “To detect.”
“I don’t believe it.”
“Well, I won’t try to sell you on it. Seeing is believing, and seeing him you can believe anything. I have appointed myself doorman, to let no one out, and to let him in.”
“That’s silly. I can go if I please.”
“Sure you can. If you think Huck would like that.”