Chapter 33

"He'll not squeal," said the saintly Li, who was the psychologist of the party. "He wouldn't admit he'd been had. The most he'll do is to ask for a No. 2 seance, but I'm all for getting while the road's good. This is going to be one large killing!" * * * * * The dinner in the little salon was a great success. Grab, who was something of a gourmet, had ordered it with every care. Under the mellowing influence of '15 Steinberger Cabinet, Mr. Welks grew expansive. He wore his noisiest plus-fours…