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things. It wouldn’t occur to him to talk to an outsider. He’s been with me for almost forty years.”
“He was,” remarked Barney, “listening in on the early part of our conversation today.”
“Well, he’ll do that,” McAllen agreed. “He’s very curious about anyone who comes to see me. But otherwise . . . no, it’s just that in these days of sophisticated listening devices one shouldn’t ever feel too sure of not being overheard.”
“True enough.” Barney glanced up at the cabin. “What makes you so sure of it here, doctor?”
“No reason why anyone would go to the trouble,” McAllen said. “The property isn’t in c