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A
telephone
began
to
ring
.
Mr
.
Vandemar
looked
around
at
Croup
,
satisfied
,
his
hand
still
pinned
to
the
wall
.
"
That
’
s
how
it
’
s
done
,
"
he
said
.
There
was
an
old
telephone
in
the
corner
of
the
room
,
an
antique
,
two
-
part
telephone
,
unused
in
the
hospital
since
the
1920s
,
made
of
wood
and
Bakelite
.
Mr
,
Croup
picked
up
the
earpiece
,
which
was
on
a
long
,
cloth
-
wrapped
cord
,
and
spoke
into
the
mouthpiece
,
which
was
attached
to
the
base
.
"
Croup
and
Vandemar
,
"
he
said
,
smoothly
,
"
the
Old
Firm
.
Obstacles
obliterated
,
nuisances
eradicated
,
bothersome
limbs
removed
and
tutelary
dentistry
.
"
The
person
at
the
other
end
of
the
phone
said
something
.
Mr
.
Croup
cringed
.
Mr
.
Vandemar
tugged
at
his
left
hand
.
It
wasn
’
t
coming
free
.
"
Oh
.
Yes
,
sir
.
Yes
,
indeed
.
And
might
I
say
how
your
telephonic
confabulation
brightens
up
and
cheers
our
otherwise
dreary
and
uneventful
day
?
"
Another
pause
.
"
Of
course
I
’
ll
stop
toadying
and
crawling
.
Delighted
to
.
An
honor
,
and
—
what
do
we
know
?
We
know
that
—
"
An
interruption
;
he
picked
his
nose
,
reflectively
,
patiently
,
then
:
"
No
,
we
don
’
t
know
where
she
is
at
this
precise
moment
.
But
we
don
’
t
have
to
.
She
’
ll
be
at
the
market
tonight
and
—
"
His
mouth
tightened
,
and
,
"
We
have
no
intention
of
violating
their
market
truce
.
More
of
waiting
till
she
has
left
the
market
and
scrobbling
her
.
.
.
"
He
was
silent
then
,
and
listened
,
nodding
from
time
to
time
.
Mr
.
Vandemar
tried
to
pull
the
knife
out
of
the
wall
with
his
free
hand
,
but
the
knife
was
stuck
quite
fast
.
"
That
might
be
arranged
,
yes
,
"
said
Mr
.
Croup
,
into
the
mouthpiece
.
"
I
mean
it
will
be
arranged
.
Of
course
.
Yes
.
I
realize
that
.
And
,
sir
,
perhaps
we
could
talk
about
—
"
But
the
caller
had
hung
up
.
Mr
.
Croup
stared
at
the
earpiece
for
a
moment
,
then
put
it
back
on
its
hook
.
"
You
think
you
’
re
so
damned
clever
,
"
he
whispered
.
Then
he
noticed
Mr
.
Vandemar
’
s
predicament
and
said
,
"
Stop
that
.
"
He
leaned
over
,
pulled
the
knife
out
of
the
wall
and
out
of
the
back
of
Mr
.
Vandemar
’
s
hand
,
and
put
it
down
on
the
table
.
Mr
.
Vandemar
shook
his
left
hand
and
flexed
the
fingers
,
then
wiped
the
fragments
of
damp
plaster
from
his
knife
-
blade
.
"
Who
was
that
?
"
"
Our
employer
,
"
said
Mr
.
Croup
.
"
It
seems
the
other
one
isn
’
t
going
to
work
out
.
Not
old
enough
.
It
’
s
going
to
have
to
be
the
Door
female
.
"
