"Silly," he said at last.
"Silly? What's silly!"
He said, "Thomas, I don't care about your casual affairs. And I would
have excused your--precipitousness--since you have brought back certain
useful information. Quite useful. I don't deny it. But I don't like
being lied to, Thomas."
"I haven't lied!"
He said sharply, "There is no way to get fissionable material except
through the Company!"
"Oh, hell!" I shook my head. "How about a dud bomb, Defoe?"