“If George was here,” I remarked, “we’d have floor plans of the building, a full list of accredited members, and an annotated history of the organization.” Kipps stared at me. “Everyone’s a critic. Know how I got these? I was dressed as a workman, painting the railings on the house opposite.” He shook his head ruefully. “I tell you, it’s a devil of a job whipping a camera out of your pocket and pointing it at people without them noticing.”
quill i love you so dearly thank you
