13/56 I'll be in my room, and the hotel folks 'll tell you where 'tis. I'll be waitin' for you." Mr.Atkins breathed hard. In his present frame of mind he would have liked to deliver a blast into that transmitter which would cause the person at the other end of the line to shrivel under its heat. But he was a politician of long training, and he knew that such blasts were sometimes expensive treats. |