Foyle felt for the chair and sat down slowly. yourself?” Dagenham inquired. “Enjoying do you want, Dagenham?” “What been a change,” Dagenham said dryly. time we talked your dialogue consisted “There‟s “Last entirely of to hell.‟” „Go to hell, Dagenham, if it‟ll make you feel any better.” “Go repartee‟s improved; your speech, too. You‟ve changed,” Dagenham said. a “Your “Changed damned sight too much and a damned sight too fast. I don‟t like it. What‟s happened to you?” been going to night school.” “I‟ve had ten months in this school.” “You‟ve months!” Foyle echoed in amazement. long?” “Ten “That months without sight and without sound. Ten months in solitary. You ought to be broke.” “Ten I‟m broke, all right.” “Oh, ought to be whining. I was right. You‟re unusual. At this rate it‟s going to take too long. We “You can‟t wait. I‟d like to make a new offer.” it.” “Make per cent of bullion. Two million.” “Ten „Nomad‟s‟ million!” Foyle exclaimed. didn‟t you oSer that in the first place?” “Two “Why I didn‟t know your caliber. Is it a deal?” “Because Not yet.” “Almost. else?” “What get out of Gouffre Martel.” “I “Naturally.” someone else, too.” “And can be arranged.” Dagenham‟s voice sharpened. else?” “It “Anything get access to Presteign‟s “I
Foyle felt for the chair and sat down slowly. “Enjoying yourself?” Dagenham inquired. “What do you want, Dagenham?” “There‟s been a change,” Dagenham said dryly. “Last time we talked your dialogue consisted entirely of „Go to hell.‟” “Go to hell, Dagenham, if it‟ll make you feel any better.” “Your repartee‟s improved; your speech, too. You‟ve changed,” Dagenham said. “Changed a damned sight too much and a damned sight too fast. I don‟t like it. What‟s happened to you?” “I‟ve been going to night school.” “You‟ve had ten months in this school.” “Ten months!” Foyle echoed in amazement. “That long?” “Ten months without sight and without sound. Ten months in solitary. You ought to be broke.” “Oh, I‟m broke, all right.” “You ought to be whining. I was right. You‟re unusual. At this rate it‟s going to take too long. We can‟t wait. I‟d like to make a new offer.” “Make it.” “Ten per cent of „Nomad‟s‟ bullion. Two million.” “Two million!” Foyle exclaimed. “Why didn‟t you oSer that in the first place?” “Because I didn‟t know your caliber. Is it a deal?” “Almost. Not yet.” “What else?” “I get out of Gouffre Martel.” “Naturally.” “And someone else, too.” “It can be arranged.” Dagenham‟s voice sharpened. “Anything else?” “I get access to Presteign‟s