She said: "What the hell do you care? What's Sulkin & Frash to you?" There was a note of fear in her voice.
"Sweet nothing," said Vallon. "Why don't you finish your drink and have another one?"
"You're telling me... I need it. I knew there was something goddam funny about you the first time I saw you. You know what I think?"
He said: "You tell me... "
"You're too good to be true," she said. "You're one of those men who's got something. I wondered why the hell you had to come to a firm like ours. I should have thought you could find co-respondents anywhere, free gratis and for nothing."
He shrugged his shoulders. "Bobbie, I'll tell you what I'll do. I've paid your firm— that is you— sixty-three pounds for this conference. I'll make it up to a hundred. That's fair enough, isn't it? I wa
