In the front room I saw Mrs. O'Brien, my housekeeper.
"Where's Hrodes?" I asked her.
"Who?"
"He was in the tub. I left him there."
"You mean that big fish?"
"Yes, yes. Where is he?"
"He's in the kitchen. We're having him for dinner."
"What!"
"Sure. Yat has it in the oven now."
"You murderer!"
"What are you talking about? It's only a fish. Didn't you catch him so
we'd have fish for dinner?"
"No. Didn't he tell you who he was?"
"Are you crazy? He didn't tell me nothin'. Besides, I didn't see it
till Sun Yat had it all cut up and laid out for cookin'."
Sun Yat, my Chinese cook. Hrodes had met someone who couldn't
understand his plight or be scared out of his wits. Sun Yat was a deaf
mute!
The professor was clucking sadly at me as he stomped out of the house.
Me? There was nothing to do but eat my dinner....