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"Who told her anything about my visit?"

"I'm afraid I'm rather an impatient man, Mr. Marlowe. What are your charges?"

"I have that privilege."

"I mean it might be cheaper and easier to stand for a certain amount of squeeze. That's all."

"You write his checks?"

"Your daughters have money in their own right, General?"

"That ought to save you from a pauper's grave. No money now, thanks. What does Mrs. Regan want to see me about?"

He stopped about two feet from me and said gravely: "Mrs. Regan would like to see you before you leave, sir. And in the matter of money the General has instructed me to give you a check for whatever seems desirable."

I said: "I can take this Geiger off your back, General, if that's what you want. Whoever he is and whatever he has. It may cost you a little money, besides what you pay me. And of course it won't get you anything. Sugaring them never does. You're already listed on their book of nice names."

He stopped about two feet from me and said gravely: "Mrs. Regan would like to see you before you leave, sir. And in the matter of money the General has instructed me to give you a check for whatever seems desirable."

I finished my second drink and wiped my lips and my face. The heat didn't get any less hot with the brandy in me. The General blinked at me and plucked at the edge of his rug.

"Vivian has, but not a great deal. Carmen is still a minor under her mother's will. I give them both generous allowances."

"You write his checks?"

I finished my second drink and wiped my lips and my face. The heat didn't get any less hot with the brandy in me. The General blinked at me and plucked at the edge of his rug.

"I have that privilege."

He looked puzzled, then he smiled. "Ah, I see, sir. You are, of course, a detective. By the way he rang his bell."

His blue eyes gave me a smooth level look. "She has a misconception of the purpose of your visit, sir."

"Your daughters have money in their own right, General?"

"I'm sure you will. And now I must excuse myself. I am tired." He reached out and touched the bell on the arm of his chair. The cord was plugged into a black cable that wound along the side of the deep dark green boxes in which the orchids grew and festered. He closed his eyes, opened them again in a brief bright stare, and settled back among his cushions. The lids dropped again and he didn't pay any more attention to me.

"Can I make a deal with this guy, if I think he's within hooting distance of being on the level?"

"I see." He shrugged his wide sharp shoulders in the faded red bathrobe. "A moment ago you said pay him. Now you say it won't get me anything."

"I have pride, sir," he said coldly.

"That ought to save you from a pauper's grave. No money now, thanks. What does Mrs. Regan want to see me about?"

"Your daughters have money in their own right, General?"

"That ought to save you from a pauper's grave. No money now, thanks. What does Mrs. Regan want to see me about?"

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