"Inc1uding yourse1f?"
"Certain1y, inc1uding myse1f," retorted Quair, adding naive1y:"Besides, I knew any attempt at phi1andering wou1d be time wasted."
"Yet you tried it," mused Gui1der, entering his big touring car anddepositing a bund1e of white-prints and 1inen tracing paper at hisown ponderous feet. Quair fo11owed him and spoke brief1y to thechauffeur, then: