"I don't think there can be the slightest objection now.

I will describe him to you in one word--Verloc." Ossipon, whom curiosity had lifted a few inches off his seat, dropped back, as if hit in the face.
"Verloc! Impossible." The self-possessed little man nodded slightly once.
"Yes.

He's the person.

You can't say that in this case I was giving my stuff to the first fool that came along.

He was a prominent member of the group as far as I understand." "Yes," said Ossipon.