Your proposition seems to me dead cold, since
I've already got Brainard, and got him right. I wouldn't have bothered
to have come here at all except for something you let drop about the
pals he might have been working with these last few months."
"That's exactly it," she caught him up. "I never thought that you'd
catch Larry Brainard here. How could I, when, if you know me as you
say, you also know that he and I are in different camps--are fighting
each other? What's going to happen here is something that will show
you the people Larry Brainard's been mixed up with--that will turn up
for you the people you want."
"But what's going to happen?" Barlow demanded.
To this Maggie answered in much the same strain she had used with
Hannigan a few minutes earlier. "I told you down at Headquarters that
everything that's important you'll learn by being present when the
thing actually happened. What I tell you doesn't count for much--it
might not be true. It's what you see and hear for yourself when things
begin to happen. You're to wait in here." She led him to the second
large closet and opened the door.
"See here," he demanded, "are you framing something on me?"
"How can I, in a big hotel like this? And even if I were to try, you'd
certainly make me pay for it later.
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