The Glass Bottom Boat Page #5

How do you do? Oh, my, what a house.

ls that a cake?

Oh, yes. l baked it for Mr. Templeton.

-Well, here, it must be heavy.

-Oh, l hope not.

-Hello, Jenny.

-Hello, Mr. Templeton.

Jenny, Mrs. Nelson,

this is Edgar Hill of the ClA.

How do you do?

Why don't you start.

Anything you need, ask Anna.

-Okay.

-Come on.

Excuse me.

My biographer.

l'd better read it

and find out what l've been doing.

-And the other lady is Anna Miller?

-Yeah. Cook, housekeeper and treasure.

Been with me for 1 0 years.

That is Pritter's Hi-Fi Service

wiring the house for a party.

Well, l'll be in town a few days

checking on another spy rumble.

Alrighty. Sorry it wasn't more exciting

for you here.

Let's keep it that way.

Oh, yes, this new equation of yours,

where's it kept?

-Up here. Why?

-No plans or blueprints?

ln two vaults.

One at the office. One here.

-lnvulnerable?

-Yeah, they're invulnerable. l'll show you.

lf you need paper and things,

they're behind this bookcase. lt pulls out.

-Oh, thank you, Mrs. Miller.

-Anna.

Jenny.

Here we are.

Each vault opens only to the frequency

of my voice in a special word sequence.

Since each voice is unique. . .

-. . .the safes are, as you say, invulnerable.

-Excellent.

Anna? Yoo-hoo.

What?! Oh, l'm sorry.

-Oh, my heart.

-l didn't mean to scare you.

l'm fixing the PA system.

l'm sorry.

Pritter's the name. Julius Pritter.

Pritter's Hi-Fi Stereo, you know.

My card.

ln case you need any work done.

l'll be out of your way in a jiffy.

Scary closets.

-Be careful!

-What?

Oh, no.

-Oh, no.

-What was that?

-That was a cake.

-l'm awfully sorry, lady.

That makes two of us, or three.

-What should l do?

-Don't move. You'll mess up--

Hurry. lt's starting to permeate.

l don't feel well.

l have this cold coming on.

-Oh, my sock is getting soggy.

-Look, put it all in here.

-The whole thing.

-l think l'm gonna catch cold.

-You push.

-Yeah, okay.

-Here.

-Don't let any of it drip off.

Okay.

-Oh, good, that's it, that's good. Yeah.

-Now, shake it all in.

Shake--

-l think l'm stuck.

-You can't be stuck.

No, l am. Oh, yes, l am

because my toes are bent up.

-l have this ingrown toenail, two of them.

-Mr. Pritter, l'd rather not hear. . .

. . .about your toenails. . .

-. . .at this moment. Okay?

-Okay, yeah. All right.

-Lady. l have this condition.

-Now, will you please--?

-Shut up?

-Right. Now, hang on.

-l'm hanging. Pull.

-l'm pulling.

Oh, l'm sorry.

Oh, l'm sorry. Are you all right?

No, no, l always twine myself

in ladders with a foot on my cake.

lt's still stuck. Lady, wait, please.

-Just be still, Mr. Pritter.

-Wait, my shoulder's connected to that.

l think we should get that out--

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