“O.K., Dad,” he said, “we’ll be expecting your wire.” He said good-bye and hung up. “Sorry to be on the phone so long,” he said to Mr. Yee. He reached for the slip. “An elderly person should not make the trip here,” Mr. Yee said in his placid, implacable voice. “He’s made up his mind to see how we’re doing,” Jack said. “And if you are not doing as well as he would wish, can he help you?” Mr. Yee smiled with contempt. “Are you supposed to have struck it rich? Tell him there are no diamonds. The UN got them.
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