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on account of the way Fritz makes the pate, we had just got back to the office again, a little before nine when a telegram came. I took it from the envelope and handed it to Wolfe, and after he had read it he passed it over to me. It ran:
    NERO WOLFE 922 WEST 35 NYC
    CIRCUMSTANCES MAKE IT IMPOSSIBLE TO CONTINUE SURVEILLANCE OF ONEILL BUT BELIEVE IT ESSENTIAL THIS BE DONE ALTHOUGH CAN GUARANTEE NOTHING
    BRESLOW
    I put my brows up at Wolfe. He was looking at me with his eyes half open, which meant he was really looking.
    'Perhaps,' he said witheringly, 'you will be good enough to tell me what other arrangements you have made for handling this case without my knowledge?'
    I grinned at him. 'No, sir. Not me. I was about to ask if you have put Breslow on the payroll and if so at how much, so I can enter it.'
    'You know nothing of this?'
    'No. Don't you?'
    'Get Mr. Breslow on the phone.'
    That wasn't so simple. We knew only that Breslow was a manufacturer of paper products from Denver, and that, having come to New York for the NIA meeting, he was staying on, as a member of the Executive Committee, to help hold the fort in the crisis. I knew Frank Thomas Erskine was at the Churchill and tried that, but he was out. Hattie Harding's number, which was in the phone book, gave me a don't answer signal. So I tried Lon Cohen again at the Gazette, which I should have done in the first place, and learned that Breslow was at the Strider-Weir. In another three minutes I had him and switched him to Wolfe, but kept myself connected.
    He sounded on the phone just the way he looked, red-faced with anger.
    'Yes, Wolfe'Have you got something'Well'Well?'
    'I have a question to ask-'
    'Yes'What is it?'
    'I am about to ask it. That was why I had Mr. Goodwin learn your number, and call it and ask for you, so you could be on one end of the telephone and me on the other end, and then I could ask you this question. Tell me when you are ready, sir.'
    'I'm ready! Damn it, what is it?'
    'Good. Here it is. About that telegram you sent me-'
    'Telegram'What telegram'I haven't sent you any telegram!'
    'You know nothing about a telegram to me?'
    'No! Nothing whatever! What-'
    'Then it's a mistake. They must have got the name wrong. I suspected as much. I was expecting one from a man named Bristow. I apologize, sir, for disturbing you. Good-by.'
    Breslow tried to prolong the agony, but between us we got him off.
    'So,' I remarked, 'he didn't send it. If he did, and didn't want us to know it, why would he sign his name'Do we have it traced'Or do we save energy by assuming that whoever sent it knows about phone booths?'
    'Confound it,' Wolfe said bitterly. 'Probably someone peddling herrings. But we can't afford to ignore it.' He glanced at the wall clock, which said three minutes past nine. 'Find out if Mr. O'Neill is at home. Just ask him-no. Let me have him.'
    The number of O'Neill's residence, an apartment on Park Avenue was listed, and I got both it and him. Wolfe took it, and told him about the request from Adamson, the NIA lawyer, and fed him a long rigmarole about the inadvisability of written reports. O'Neill said he didn't care a hang about reports, written or otherwise, and they parted friends.
    Wolfe considered a moment. 'No. We'll let him go for tonight. You had better get him in the morning as he leaves. If we decide to keep it up we can get Orrie Cather.'

Nero Wolfe 11 - The Silent Speaker
    Chapter 13
    TAILING AS A SOLO job in New York can be almost anything, depending on the circumstances. You can wear out your brain and muscles in a strenuous ten-hour stretch, keeping contact only by using all the dodges on the list and inventing some more as you go along, and then lose him by some lousy little break that nothing and no one could have prevented. Or you can lose him the first five minutes, especially if he knows you're there. Or, also in the first five minutes, he can take to a chair somewhere, an office or a hotel room, and stay there all day, not