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idn't care。 If it would get rid of Percy Wetmore； I'd tweak the devil's nose。 He could take part in his execution； clamp on the cap； and then look through the grille and tell Van Hay to roll on two； he could watch the little Frenchman ride the lightning that he； Percy Wetmore； had let out of the bottle。 Let him have his nasty little thrill； if that's what state…sanctioned murder was to him。 Let him go on to Briar Ridge； where he would have his own office and a fan to cool it。 And if his uncle by marriage was voted out of office in the next election and he had to find out what work was like in the tough old sunbaked world where not all the bad guys were locked behind bars and sometimes you got your own head whipped； so much the better。
〃All right；〃 I said； standing up。 〃I'll put him out front for Delacroix。 And in the meantime； I'll keep the peace。〃
〃Good；〃 he said； and stood up himself。 〃By the way； how's that problem of yours？〃 He pointed delicately in the direction of my groin。
〃Seems a little better。〃
'Well； that's fine。〃 He saw me to the door。 〃What about Coffey； by the way？ Is he going to be a problem？〃
〃I don't think so；〃 I said。 〃So far he's been as quiet as a dead rooster。 He's strange … strange eyes … but quiet。 We'll keep tabs on him； though。 Don't worry about that！〃
〃You know what he did； of course。〃
〃Sure。〃
He was seeing me through to the outer office by then； where old Miss Hannah sat bashing away at her Und
