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The director of one of the largest manufacturing novelty companies in the

once told me that the soundest test of a new toy was whether it would appeal to

the middle -aged businessman.

It's so true, it's almost stopped being a joke.

The father who played with his son's birthday present for so long that the

had to go and smoke his father's pipe.

What am I doing here?

No, I haven't arrived in my second childhood. I have a date.

Half an hour ago.

Hello, Claire. Sorry I'm late.

He's behind us.

Oh?

Which one?

The older man playing with the cars is Mr. Enston.

And the other?

He's George Farler. He manages the London office.

But Enston's the one you think is being blackmailed. I know he's being

blackmailed. That's why I phoned you.

Well, surely the next move would be to introduce us.

Yes, but be casual.

Don't let Anna ask you to come here.

We can talk later.

Oh, well.

The Enstons are going to the theatre tonight.

Could you come to the hotel around nine?

If you have a date.

Beachy found five lids.

Congratulations.

George, I want one of these. Get an assistant.

Yes, Lewis.

What's the matter?

Nothing. You think this is childish, don't you? Frankly, yes, but it's not my

money, so it's none of my business. Good. Buy one and take it to the car.

for your information, this is for my son.

Who is 13 and about to start his public school.

Don't you think he's a bit old for toys? No, he isn't too old to talk. It's

neither of mine. They're simple things, George, but they hold the key to

relaxation. Now get along and do what I say.

Mr. Enston? Hi there, Claire. I'll be late for dinner and I'm a fool, but this

thing is fascinating.

Want to race me?

First, I'd like you to meet an old friend.

I'd be delighted.

Simon, this is Mr. Lewis Enston, my boss.

Mr. Enston? Mr. Enston, this is the first man who ever turned my head.

The famous Simon Templer.

And he buys all these things for his kid?

Mm -hmm.

Bobby's at school in Switzerland.

It's his birthday next week.

Lucky Bobby.

What's through there? I'll show you.

The Ensign Group offices are in the north. So whenever he comes to London,

takes a three -room suite and has the hotel supply a couple of desks.

It'd be cheaper if he opened a permanent office in London.

You could be in charge and you'd be around all the time.

It'd be much cozier for me.

What time do you say they're getting back from the theatre?

Would you like to be serious for once?

All right, I am serious.

Where's the evidence he's being blackmailed?

Cash?

750 pounds.

So? He went to the bank today to write 750 pounds in one -pound notes.

He's done that every Wednesday for seven weeks.

Maybe he's playing the horses.

He's not the gambling type.

He's got an expensive girlfriend.

That expensive?

Maybe not.

What's his wife like?

Charming. Younger, of course?

Much younger.

How do they get along?

Well, as far as I know.

Simon, what really has me worried, that every Thursday he puts the money in a

briefcase and refuses to tell me where he's going.

And tomorrow's Thursday.

And I've asked for the day off.

Which means you want us to follow him. Right.

Claire, why not let me ask him straight out if he's in trouble?

Because he's the kind of man who won't tolerate people meddling in his affairs.

I don't want to make a fool of myself.

Simon, will you help me? Please.

I'm terribly fond of him.

He's been awfully good to me.

Before we say anything to him, let's follow him tomorrow and see what

All right. What time is this little safari? Usually right after lunch.

Well, we'll take Fido along with us.

I'm afraid so.

Quarter to one. Let's hope he lunches early.

This afternoon I'm shopping and tonight I'm having dinner with Mary. Why?

Because A, you have a business dinner.

B, marries my sister, and C, I like her. I don't understand the attraction.

There are a lot of things you don't understand.

Not for want of trying.

Oh, come off it, Lewis.

You couldn't care less what I do.

Every time we come to London, instead of seeing the sights and doing the shows,

you spend all your time with a dim -witted old maid. Why?

Let's say it's a relief from Great and Temple Inn.

Morning, Lewis. You're late.

See this morning's times? Don't jump to conclusions.

Costello and Hamill are finished.

Are they? They certainly are. Have you had your coffee?

No, I haven't, actually.

Look, they're not finished, according to this. Send up coffee for two, please.

I suppose you're going to tell me not to believe everything I read in the

papers. Yes, they're ripe for picking.

Excuse me, I want to have a word with my wife.

Marjorie, just... Don't wait up.

Marjorie, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that about Mary. I apologise.

Accepted. Marjorie, what's the matter with us?

Why do we fight like this?

Ask yourself the question.

Darling, listen, why did you... Oh, for God's sake, Lewis, don't stop ploughing

me here in the Hotel Corridor.

Or anywhere else. Don't touch me. Keep away from me, month after month. How

do you expect me to stand it?

If you don't like it, you know exactly what you can do.

I'm too old for you, is that it?

If you really want to know.

What time is your dinner finished?

10 .30. Then I'll be back in a minute.

Can't go on paying our money week after week and not expect Hamill or Costello

to find out.

They're not complete fools.

They're pretty close.

We tried every move and they haven't budged an inch. In three weeks they're

supposed to deliver the first batch of equipment to the government and they

happen to go to the chance.

Hamill's dining here tonight. If he accepts my offer, that's it.

If he doesn't, he'll go on feeding money for Duggan.

You know, the truth to you, George, is you want to make money and keep your

integrity. It can't be done.

Not by your methods. If there's anything wrong with my methods, you can get out.

I don't let's quarrel about this, do we? I'm not quarrelling. I'm telling you. I

run the Enstone Group, not you.

You're just a paid hand.

I pay you 7 ,000 pounds to do my work, and if you find it too dirty, you can

quit.

After you.

Now, let's get this straight. Costello and Hamill are a small company, but

respected. The government thinks so because they've given them a large order

electronic computer components.

But now they can't meet the deadline because some of their key men are on

strike. Right.

And the Edston group now wants to take over, isn't it?

Mr. Edston calls it a merger.

Oh, speak of the devil and happy pumps.

And 750 pounds in his briefcase.

and Costello bully you into overtime with vague promises of long -term

production.

We're out on a matter of principle and we stay out until the principle is

accepted by management.

Principle.

Duggan doesn't know what the word means.

They'll have to pay double time.

Now, brothers, I've put you to the vote.

Resolve to continue strike action until our claims are met in full. All in

favour?

Well?

Carried by a substantial majority, we stay out.

An unofficial strike by a handful of folk called craftsmen and bang!

Our whole business goes up in smoke.

If we started work again now, three eight -hour shifts, we could meet the

government deadline.

And if they're out another week?

We're dead.

Let's prepare for a gracious funeral.

Ensign will be here any minute.

You want me to cheer?

I want you to be polite.

Where will you be?

My design shop, where I belong.

A weekly visit to his future partners with 750 pounds in his briefcase. Not

time.

Are you all right?

He's left the briefcase in the car.

Well, since Anson's safely in the factory, I think we'll follow the money.

Well, gentlemen, you've been unlucky, that's all. You've had labour trouble.

Now, suppose the same thing had happened to me. Would you have let me off the

hook?

All right, Lewis.

What do you want me to do?

First, I want to look around the plant.

Fowler's picking me up in an hour.

Then, I want you to have a look at this, John.

Very carefully.

When you come to see me, give me your answer.

Do you set out now, or do you wait for the crash?

I've got a majority vote today, but only just.

I can't keep you going after next week. You may not have to.

I won't sign the takeover tonight.

No, I think you'd better.

What do you think doesn't matter, John?

I'm just a hired hand.

I love you, too.

Hey, Carol! Here comes the man.

And what's your cut, Rocker?

Who are you?

And what's it being used for?

Get out fast, mister.

Sorry, I'm a professional strike breaker.

Well, you will get out fast before I put this on you.

Try it.

You missed.

Come on, on your feet.

On your feet.

Claire, get another bucket of water, will you?

Excellent.

Well, now, Sleeping Beauty, while you were resting, I finished up the pay

for you.

I find there's 200 pounds over, which, of course, is going to my favorite

charity.

You've had it, though, for seven weeks, haven't you?

Claire, I'm sorry about this. I was working for Enston, but now I'm with the

opposition. If I'd known that this is what Enstone was doing, I'd have walked

out on him weeks ago.

We live and learn.

Where do you pay off?

Drop dead.

Do you want to dance some more?

All right. The Red Lion pub opposite the factory.

Fine. We'll drive you. You're in no fit state to ride.

It's a pity Costello's so hostile.

He's afraid that when you take over, he'll be out of a job.

I admire his foresight.

Sorry to keep you so long.

Don't apologise.

You're the boss?

Not yet.

See you later at my hotel.

In about an hour.

Good.

Well, it's all over.

Congratulations.

How did it go with Duggan?

He said the men want to go back.

He can't keep the strike going after next week.

He won't have to.

Hamill will sign the takeover agreement tonight.

Having a little celebration dinner.

Why don't you join us?

I may be forced to help to put a noose around a man's neck.

I don't think the hanging is an occasion for celebration.

Where do you want to go?

If it's not out of your way, my flat.

So he's finally gone.

Yes.

Do you want to join us for dinner?

Before I'd sit down to dinner with Ernest and I'd starve.

Greedy, grasping, stupid little man who plays with toys.

John, are you really going to let him get away with it?

What else do you suggest?

What we talked about.

Remember? No.

Why not?

I couldn't.

You could.

And it's foolproof.

I know we talked about it, but for the last time, no.

George, grow up, will you?

This is business, big business.

Enstone stock will jump ten shillings when this takeover's announced.

I shall clean up.

George, you've got a good head on your shoulders. You're going to make a lot of

money one day. Once you learn the primary rule... Which is? When you see

something you want, regardless of who it belongs to, take it.

Don't worry about scruples or integrity.

Take it.

All right, Lewis.

In future, I shall do exactly that.

Thank you, darling.

How'd it go?

He won.

As usual.

Yes.

Costello and Hamill are on their knees.

Like us.

I wouldn't say that.

I would.

Darling, please.

I've had a rough day. Don't let's start that again.

When it's convenient for you to discuss our future, perhaps you would give me an

appointment. Stop it, will you?

Like tomorrow, when you haven't had such a rough day.

Are you deliberately trying to pick a fight?

No.

I'm just tired of the backstreet bit, that's all.

Don't you think I am? I think it suits you just fine.

You always resent the truth, don't you? Lewis has mentioned that.

My faults are legion, I admit them.

Oh, George, I am sorry, but what's going to happen to us?

Darling, nothing is going to happen to us.

Well, here's to our thrilling future.

You know I didn't mean that.

Frankly, I don't.

Lewis and I had a fight today. I was... I was pretty brutal.

I have a hunch he suspects something.

You mean us?

Well, I haven't been seeing anyone else.

But he didn't... I mean, he didn't say that I... No, George, your job is

perfectly safe.

7 ,000 a year jobs don't grow on trees, you know.

So you've said many times.

Oh, I wish it was just once.

What?

Oh, that you would...

Punch someone in the jaw for me, or shoot Lewis and throw him out the hotel

window? Oh, that's a sensible suggestion.

What do you think I am, a knight doing battle for his fair lady?

Hmm, no.

I think you're a lot of things, but not that.

The strange thing is that I'm so in love with you.

Where are you going?

We'll walk, get some fresh air, and go back to the hotel.

But I thought... Yes, I know exactly what you thought, George. You were

You see, the trouble with this backstreet bit is the traffic goes only

Thanks. Cheers.

Good luck.

Lewis, what about Costello?

Can you find a place for him?

I doubt it.

He's one of my oldest friends.

I'm sorry, George.

This is business.

There's no room for sentiment.

Excuse me.

Hello? Mr. Enston?

Bishop here.

I've got my report ready for you, sir.

When did she leave?

All right, now, brothers.

Can I have your attention, please?

Right, boys, quiet now.

Now, I'm very happy to say I've had a very constructive talk with Mr. Costello

and Mr. Abel.

They've agreed to our most important demand.

That is double pay if the plan goes on a 24 -hour basis.

Of course, there are one or two details to be worked out, but I feel sure the

negotiations will proceed in a spirit of mutual... Cooperation.

Cooperation and brotherhood.

Therefore, I put it to the vote. I call for a motion to proceed to work tomorrow

morning, first shift.

Do I have such a motion?

Aye, so moved.

Aye, second.

All in favour?

Aye.

Motion carried.

Right then, who's going to buy me a drink? Okay, okay, I'll get one.

Stop. So far, so good.

Now what?

Now, we straighten out Enston.

It's childish, I know, but I get a kick out of these things.

Now, I walk.

Yes, sir.

Anything else, Mr. Enston? That's all, thank you.

Good night, sir.

Good night.

Won't be much longer, Louis.

Take your time.

You know, I'm getting just a teeny -weeny little bit tight.

Why not?

You have every reason to celebrate.

Don't be bitter about it.

Things might have been worse.

Remind me to tell you about a friend.

Excuse me, John, will you? I think that was Marjorie.

Yes, yes, of course.

You're back early, darling. It's only ten o 'clock.

Mary wasn't feeling very well. She went to bed early.

What a shame when you enjoy her company so much.

Why don't I phone her up and give her some medical advice?

Pardon? You understand English, don't you? I want to phone up Mary. What's her

number?

She's already asleep.

She won't mind if her dear brother -in -law wakes her up.

Don't be silly, Lewis. I told you she's already gone to bed.

And how would you know that?

Are you drunk?

No, but I'm on to you, sweetheart.

What do you mean? You're a dirty, lying, two -timing little trick.

Lewis! You've been out with Fowler. No.

Admit it.

You've been in Fowler's flat the whole afternoon.

Admit it.

Oh, right, yes. Yes, I have.

Mr. Boy Scout Integrity Fowler. My personal assistant and my wife.

I bet you had a thousand little laughs there.

Poor old unsuspecting Lewis with his toys. If you want to talk about this,

talk about it. I don't want to talk about it. I've got nothing to say.

You want him, you can have him. He's all yours, but as of now, he's unemployed

and you're out.

But you won't mind that, will you, dear? You can live on love. Lewis, listen.

That's all you will have to live on, because I'm going to make it a hobby to

that no firm in London touches Mr Fowler with a barge pole. No charge accounts,

no cars, no furs. You get out of here with what's in this room and what's on

your back. That suits me just fine. Good, then we're agreed.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a business meeting going on.

Making a little of that money, you seem to think so unimportant.

Lewis! What?

Will you give me a divorce?

You're kidding.

Lewis, please.

Marjorie, I wouldn't give you a glass of water in the dinner.

That's so vindictive. It's so unfair.

Now I'm unfair, Emma.

Oh, you're a lot of things.

You're boring and dull and you're fat and stupid.

But most of all, you're old.

Mr. Fowler's going to look pretty ancient by the time he's made an honest

out of you, dear.

Because you won't be free to marry him until I'm dead.

I suppose you heard that. I couldn't very well help it. Well, forget it. Of

course. It's been coming for a long time.

Sorry.

I'm not.

Couldn't care less, Ranker.

Well, have you finished?

Yes. Everything seems in order.

Thanks.

Well, Costello and Hamill Limited is all yours.

And on the strength of that, I propose to get extremely tight.

I thought you would.

As a matter of fact, I think I'll join you. Good.

George, I've just had a terrible row with Lewis.

He knows everything. He's like a wild man.

He ranted and raved and threatened us both.

The divorce is out of the question. You won't hear of it.

You said that?

Oh, my God.

All right, I'll be over right away.

I'll meet you at the bar.

Wait for me here. My little chat with Ensign shouldn't take too long.

What are you going to say to him?

What's more important is what is he going to say to me?

Simon, look.

You missed out on the hour, didn't you?

Inspector Teal, please.

Well, I was in and out all the time, so until I finally cleared away the door.

And no one entered the three during the evening, apart from Mrs.

Enderdale? No, sir, just Mr. Hamill.

You saw Hamill leave?

Yes, I did. And then Stone was with him?

Very much alive at the front entrance of the hotel.

Did you notice anything unusual at the dinner?

No, Inspector, nothing.

No harsh words?

Not while I was in the room, no.

All right, you can go.

Thank you, sir.

Claude, when I found him, that door was locked, so I came in through the office.

And? Somebody might have heard me coming and slipped into the bedroom and then

out into the corridor from there.

Thank you, Simon. That possibility had not escaped me.

No doubt you think I'm a little old -fashioned.

Why? Wouldn't go that far. So I should continue to investigate the obvious

conclusion first, which is suicide.

Claire, have you any idea what was in this box?

No, but I can find out. Miss Wheeler, can you tell me anything else?

Can you think of any reason why Mr. Enstone would shoot himself?

No, I can't believe it.

What about his marriage?

I think you'd better ask Mrs. Enstone about that.

Oh, George, what have we done?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Inside, he must have really loved me.

When he heard about us, he just couldn't stand it.

Oh, Marjorie, be sensible.

He couldn't get less about your marriage.

Please don't say that.

Marjorie, you know it's true.

Now, come on, put yourself together.

Inspector will want to speak to you in a few minutes.

Here you are, Inspector.

All the correspondence on the takeover.

Thank you.

What is going on out there?

We'll see.

Inspector, it's very late and Mrs. Ensign is terribly tired. I've got a few

questions for her.

Well, surely they can wait till the morning. That's all, Mr. Fowler. Good

Good night.

I said good night, Mr. Fowler.

Mrs. Ensign, I know you're very tired and very shocked.

But can you think of any possible motive for suicide?

Or murder?

No.

Forgive me, but were you happily married?

Yes.

I see.

Well, I won't trouble you any more tonight. Thank you, Mrs. Ensler.

Is that all you have to do?

I'm thinking, Claude.

Really? Yes, quite hard.

Well, enjoy yourself. I'm going to bed.

Good night, Claude.

About what?

Well, the most usual way of shooting oneself. It's like this.

Oh, then there is the gun in the mouth school, which I'm inclined to feel is

rather messy.

This is obviously leading to something.

Well, I found Ensign.

He had his thumb on the trigger like this, which is rather unusual, peculiar,

although I must admit it can be done.

And he did it.

No, he didn't, Claude.

Somebody else did it.

Nonsense. Enstone was alone.

All right, then what about that peculiar little panda mime outside the hotel

entrance I told you about between Hamill and Enstone?

They were drunk.

But you must admit it is peculiar.

Simon, relax.

Enstone committed suicide.

Why? I don't know. Yet.

He didn't leave a note.

Lots of people don't.

Correction, Lord.

Most people do.

The I can't stand it, please forgive me type of note.

Nice, selfish, accusing, guaranteed to make the next of kin feel thoroughly

guilty.

It's an open and shut case.

Come around to the yard in the morning.

I'm interviewing Costello and Hamill.

I'll prove to you Enstone committed suicide. He didn't commit suicide.

He was murdered.

We're trying to find the motive behind Mr. Enstone's suicide.

Mr. Temper is here as an observer.

Oh, an amateur. I love to watch a professional at work.

How long had you known him, Mr. Costello?

Six years.

Can you think of any reason why he should shoot him, sir?

No. It was a great shock.

Did you like Enstone? Not particularly.

It isn't necessary to like a man in order to do business with him.

Is that lead?

Yes.

Thank you.

I designed it myself.

Really?

Yes, I'm an electrical engineer.

Yes, of course. I'd forgotten.

May I? Of course.

It's brilliant. How does it work?

It's a secret. I'm putting it on the market.

May we go on, please?

Yes, of course. I'm...

Sorry, Claude.

Mr. Hamill, can you tell us anything?

I'm sorry, I can't. As Al said, we're both deeply shocked.

When I left him last night, he was in very high spirits.

In fact, he was rather drunk.

Not depressed?

On the contrary, he stood to make a great deal of money by this takeover.

And by the same token, you stood to lose a great deal.

We were having labour trouble at the plant. It was unavoidable. We...

Needed the Enston resources to meet a government contract.

Did you feel you were getting the rough end of the stick?

Mergers are not made in heaven, Mr. Templer.

Oh, I'm sorry. May I go on, Claude? Why not?

Mr. Hamill, have you always been in electronics?

No. Now, what did you do before?

I was a salesman for a plant manufacturer in the Midlands.

Were you a good one?

Frankly, yes. Very good.

Oh, I'm sorry, Claude. I have no more questions.

I see no reason for considering Mr. Enstone's death as anything but suicide.

We're investigating his possible motives.

Thank you, gentlemen, for coming in.

Now, Mr. Ebner.

Gentlemen.

You're mad at me, aren't you, Claude?

You could say that.

Because I raised the question of murder?

It wasn't murder.

Enstone's wife was having an affair with Fowler.

Enstone had a detective following her, name of Bishop.

I've got his report right here.

That's a poor hat, Claude.

You knew?

I saw the way they greeted each other in the hotel bar.

And you jumped to an immediate conclusion.

Well, I am of the age when one notices such things.

Enstone was depressed by his wife's infidelity, so he shot himself.

No, Claude.

Those two did it.

Simon, I'm quite convinced that Enstone took his own life. Will you stop doing

that?

Now, if you want to make a murder out of this, be my guest. Go ahead and solve

it. And get out of my chair so that I can close the case.

Thank you, Claude.

And you've no idea what was in this?

Probably a toy of some sort. Does it really matter?

Could do.

You see, this is the only box that none of the toys in the other room will fit

into. And it's the only box that didn't come from that shop in Regent Street.

And that's significant?

I think so.

Well, I don't. Lewis was always picking up toys for Bobby.

What difference does it make where he bought them or that that one is missing?

It could make a great deal of difference. You see, I was wondering

toy or whatever it was could have been sent by, say, a friend.

Many of our friends sent us presents for Bobby on his birthday.

You've no idea which one sent this? Oh, Mr. Templer, why are you meddling?

Because I think your husband was murdered. You're wrong.

Am I?

Yes.

How can you be so sure?

You see, Lewis found out that George Fowler and I are in love.

He pretended not to care, but he did care.

So deeply that he couldn't go on living.

That certainly paints a different picture, doesn't it?

On the face of it, it could be suicide.

That makes me guilty.

No, Mrs. Enston.

Don't blame yourself. You're not guilty.

If you're right, I shall be very grateful.

And if you're wrong, there's nothing anybody can do about it.

I understand you're flying to Switzerland.

I said I want someone else to break the news to Bobby about his father's death.

Now, will you excuse me?

Of course.

Thank you for seeing me.

Is she all right?

Blame yourself.

Maybe she should.

No, Claire.

Costello and Hamill murdered Enston.

Simon, that's absolutely impossible.

Is it? In the first place, Costello wasn't anywhere near this hotel last

And after Hamill left, Enston was seen alive in the lobby by about a dozen

people. We saw him come back into the hotel ourselves.

That's true.

Nevertheless, I'm right. You know Hamill's a psychologist.

I know he's a salesman.

Exactly. The months are the same thing. All salesmen are psychologists.

They have to be. They have to know human nature in order to sell. And Costello

is a brilliant electrical engineer and an inventor.

I don't get the connection.

And there's this box. You were going to find out what was in it, did you?

I'm afraid not. I couldn't even find out where it came from. Is it important?

It could be.

I gather Enston didn't buy all these toys himself?

No.

There.

Tonight, you and I are going to pay a little visit, unofficial, of course, to

Costello and Hamill Limited.

Simon, this is the wildest theory I've ever heard.

My theories usually are. I only hope you know what you're doing. That's all.

All right, I'll try and explain to you.

Costello and Hamill knew they were getting a pretty rough deal from Enston,

at the last minute they decided not to stand for it.

Now, Costello's an inventor of gadgets, and Hamill is a psychologist.

Put them together, and what have you got?

You tell me.

Murder by remote control.

Anyway, dear.

You see anyone suspicious, give me two sharp blasts on the horn. And Costello

and Hamill?

If they turn up, you get out of here fast and call Teal.

Unlock. All right, look. Watch your step.

It's all right. It must have been the night watch.

Where's the film?

It's over here.

That's pretty careless of you, isn't it? It's the one thing that could give us

away.

It's gone.

Must be somewhere.

Well, looking for something, gentlemen?

What the devil are you doing here?

Proving the crime doesn't pay.

Oh, I must admit, it very nearly did for you.

Except for one or two unfortunate oversights.

For instance, this film.

You should have got rid of it.

Oh, and it would have been nice if you'd got Enston to leave a suicide note.

And you should have got rid of that odd man out box.

It's all over, Hamill.

Not yet.

That's a piece of very neat timing, Claude. Now, if you'll step inside, I'll

show you how Enston was murdered.

Claude, it's all a question of sales psychology.

This is the gun that Enston thought he was playing with.

Costello, you made it.

Then Hamill took it along to Enston last night, ostensibly as a present for

young Bobby Enston.

Give it to me.

In a moment.

Hamill let Enston play with it, just long enough to tickle his interest.

Then they settled down to talk business.

Sometime during the evening, Hamill switched the toy gun for a real one.

Now, Hamill, being a superb salesman, knew that Enston wouldn't be able to

his hands off it.

But just to be sure, he reminded him of it before he left.

I don't get it.

I'll show you.

Just a minute. Relax, Claude.

Ingenious, isn't it?

Very. May I?

Well, there you are, Claude.

That is what happened to the man who liked toys.

I personally prefer dolls.