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〃I'm sorry；〃 Victor said contritely。 〃I just liked the looks of the elevator。〃
〃This is a medical doctor we're going to；〃 Kelp said。 〃Not a psychiatrist。〃
〃All right；〃 Victor said soberly。
〃And remember to let me do the talking。〃
Earnestly； Victor said； 〃Oh； I will。〃
He was finding this whole operation fascinating。 Dortmunder had been perfect； Murch and his Mom had been perfect； the back room of the 0。 J。 Bar and Grill had been perfect； and the steps being taken to put the job together were perfect。 Even Dortmunder's obvious reluctance to let Victor participate was perfect； it was only right that the old pro wouldn't want to work with the rank amateur。 But Victor knew that by the finish he would have had opportunity to demonstrate his value。 The thought made him smile again； until he felt Kelp's eyes on him； when he immediately wiped the smile away。
〃It's unusual that I'd even bring you along；〃 Kelp said as the elevator door opened and they stepped out together into the seventeenth…floor foyer。 The doctor's door； with a discreet name plate； was to the left。 Kelp said； 〃He might not even want to talk in front of you。〃
〃Oh； I hope not；〃 Victor said； laughing boyishly。
〃If he does；〃 Kelp said； 〃you go right back to the waiting room。 Don't argue with him。〃
〃Oh； I wouldn't；〃 Victor said sincerely。
Kelp grunted and went in； Victor following。
The nurse was behind a partition on the right。 Victor stayed in the background while Kelp talked to her； saying； 〃We have an appointment。 Charles Willis and Walter McLain。〃
〃Yes； sir。 If you'll just take a seat 。 。 。〃 She pushed a buzzer that let them through the interior door。
The waiting room looked like the scale model of a Holiday Inn lobby。 A stout lady looked up from her copy of Weight Watchers and gave them the glance of anonymous hostility with which people always look at one another in doctors' Waiting rooms。 Kelp and Victor pawed through the magazines on the central table； and Kelp sat down with a fairly recent Newsweek。 Victor searched and searched； found nothing at all interesting； and finally settled for a copy of Gourmet。 He sat down with it near Kelp； browsed along； and after a while noticed that the word 〃redolent〃 appeared on every page。 He staved of boredom by watching for its reappearances。
But mostly he thought about the robbery and what he and Kelp were doing here。 It had never occurred to him that big…scale robbers had to be financed； just like anybody else； but of course they did。 The preparation of a robbery involved all sorts of expenses； and somebody had to foot the bill。 Victor had eagerly asked Kelp a thousand questions about that facet of the operation and had learned that sometimes a member of the robbery team did the financing； in return for a larger share of the profit； but that more often the financing was done by outsiders； who put up the money for a guarantee of 100 percent profit； two dollars for every one； should the robbery turn out to he successful。 If the robbery failed； of course； the financier got nothing。
〃Mostly what we get；〃 Kelp had said； 〃is undeclared ine。 Doctors are the best； but florists are pretty good； too。 Anybody whose line lets them keep some cash that they don't tell the Feds about。 You'd be surprised how many greenbacks there are in safe…deposit boxes around the country。 They're saving the money for when they retire。 They can't really spend it now； for fear the ine…tax people will get after them。 They can't invest it anyplace legal for the same reason。 So it just sits there； not earning any interest； getting eaten up by inflation； and they look around for some way to put it to work。 They'll go for a high risk if they can get a shot at a high return。 And if they can be a silent partner。〃
〃That's fascinating；〃 'Victor had said raptly。
〃I like doctors best；〃 Kelp had said。 〃I don't know why； I've just got a thing about doctors。 I use their cars； I use their money。 They've never let me down yet。 You can trust doctors。〃
They spent half an hour now in this particular doctor's waiting room。 The stout lady was called in by the nurse after a while and never returned。 Nor did any other patient e out。 Victor wondered about that； but later on discovered the doctor had a different exit； another door that led back to the elevator。
Finally the nurse came back； saying； 〃Doctor will see you now。〃 Kelp followed the nurse； and Victor followed Kelp； and they all went down a hall to an examining room…white cabinets； black leatherette examination table。 〃Doctor will be right with you；〃 the nurse said； and shut the door behind her when she left。
Kelp sat down on the examination table and let his feet dangle。 〃Now； let me do the talking。〃
〃Oh； sure；〃 Victor said reassuringly。 He wandered around the room； reading the charts and the labels on the bottles； until the door opened again and the doctor came in。
〃Doctor Osbertson；〃 said Kelp； getting to his feet。 〃This is my nephew； Victor。 He's okay。〃
Victor smiled at Dr。 Osbertson。 The doctor was fiftyish； distinguished…looking； well padded and irritable。 He had the round face of a sulky baby； and he said； 〃I'm not sure I want to be involved in this sort of thing any more。〃
Kelp said； 〃Well； that's up to you。 It looks like a good one； though。〃
〃The way the market's been 。 。 。〃 He looked around； as though he'd never seen his own examining room before and didn't much like it。 〃There's no place to sit in here；〃 he said。 〃e with me。〃
They followed him part way back along the same hall and into a small wood…
paneled office with two maroon chairs facing the desk。 All three sat down； and the doctor leaned back in his swivel chair； frowning in discontent。 〃I took a couple of headers in the market；〃 he said。 〃Take my advice。 Never listen to a stock tip from a terminal case。 What if he turns out to be wrong？〃
〃Yeah； I guess so；〃 Kelp said。
〃Then my car was stolen。〃
Victor looked at Kelp； who was facing the doctor； his expression showing sympathetic interest。 〃is that right？〃
〃Just the other day。 Kids； joy…riding。 Managed to get into a rear…end collision somehow。〃
〃Kids； huh？ Did they get them？〃
〃The police？〃 The doctor's sullen baby face made a grimacing smile； as though he had gas。 〃Don't make me laugh。 They never get anybody。〃
〃Let's hope not；〃 Kelp said。 〃But about our proposition。〃
〃Then I had to buy some letters back。〃 The doctor waggled his hands； as though to minimize what he was saying。 〃Ex…patient；〃 he said。 〃Didn't mean a thing； of course； just consolation in her grief。〃
〃The terminal tipper's wife？〃
〃What？ No； I never wrote her anything； thank God。 This one 。 。 。 Well； it doesn't matter。 Expenses have been high。 That car business was the last straw。〃
〃Did you leave the keys in it？〃
〃Of course not。〃 He sat up straight to show how indignant he was。
〃But you're insured；〃 Kelp said。
〃You never recover all your costs；〃 the doctor said。 〃Traveling by cab； making phone calls； getting estimates 。 I'm a busy man。 I don't have time for all this。 And now you people。 What if you're caught？〃
〃We'll