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perfectly willing to discuss the results, but not the direction. Surely you see—"
Sir Charles spread his hands in a gesture of regret and got to his feet. Oliver Payne stood too, anxious.
"No, please, Sir Charles," he said. "I'm sure Dr. Malone will hear you out. Mary, there's no harm in listening, for right: he did want something. And they wouldn't get his support unless they satisfied him.
She folded her arms.
Dr. Payne handed him a mug, saying, "Sorry it's rather primitive…"
"Not at all. Shall I go on with what I was saying?" goodness' sake. And it might make all the difference.""I thought you were going to Geneva?" she said."Geneva?" said Sir Charles. "Excellent place. Lot of scope there. Lot of money, too. Don't let me hold you back.""No, no, it's not settled yet," said Dr. Payne hastily. "There's a lot to discuss—it's all still very fluid. Sir Charles, please sit down. Can I get you would be very kind," said Sir Charles, and sat again, with the air of a satisfied cat.Dr. Malone looked at him clearly for the first time. She saw a man in his late sixties, prosperous, confident, beautifully dressed, used to the very best of everything, used to moving among powerful people and whispering in important ears. Oliver was