Slim raised his head as though somebody had called him, then dropped it again.
“I shall come back again,” he said softly. “He is to remain under your care....”
Georgi was asleep.
Slim left the room, followed by the policeman.
“What do you want?” Slim asked with an absent-minded look at him.
“The report, sir.”
“What report?”
“I was to take down a report, sir.”
Slim looked at the policeman very attentively, almost meditatively. He raised his hand and rubbed it across his forehead.
“A mistake,” he said. “That was a mistake....”