"Admitted." This did surprise Kinnison. He had never thought that the irascible and tempestuous Chief would ever confess to a mistake. This was a Cappy he had never known. "I discussed it with him yesterday. He's a damned good man—but it's decidedly questionable whether he has got whatever it is that made Tugwell, Wanacek and Charlevoix work straight through for seventy two hours, napping now and then on benches and grabbing coffee and sandwiches when they could, until they got that frag bomb straightened out."
Sumner did not mention the fact that Kinnison had worked straight through, too. That was taken for granted.
"Well, I don't know." Kinnison's head was spinning. "I'd like to check with Barton first. O.K.?"
"I expected that. O.K."
Kinnison found Barton and led him out behind the t
