"Not at all."
"I'm going to punish you," she said. "I'm not going to tell what
Murdoch's Hoard is until we bring it back."
Cal locked surprised. "All right," he said. "It's worthless anyway.
I'll wait."
"You don't want to go along?"
"If I wanted to go at all, I'd go myself," said Cal.
"O.K. Then wonder about Murdoch's Hoard until we get back. That'll be
your punishment."
"Punishment? For what?"
"For not having the kind of personality that would go out and get it."
"All right. Do you want the Key?"
"Sure. Where is it?"
"At home."
"Thought you weren't living at home," said Tinker.
"I haven't been. The Key is there, though. You see, Tink, it takes the
technique to make it work rather than the equipment. I'll give you
both the equipment and the technique as soon as we get there. I'll
demonstrate and write out the procedure. Now?"
"The sooner the better," she said.