"Well, you'd have no reason to blame yourself for the slip in any
case," Cavender went on. "The fact is I'd been so confoundedly busy
all afternoon and evening, I forgot to take time out for dinner. When
that sandwich was being described in those mouth-watering terms, I
realized I was really ravenous. At the same time I was fighting off
sleep. Between the two, I went completely off guard for a moment, and
it simply happened!"
He grinned. "As described, by the way, it was a terrific sandwich.
That group had real imagination!" He hesitated, then put out his hand,
palm up, before him. "As a matter of fact, just talking about it again
seems to be putting me in a mood for seconds...."
Something shimmered for an instant in the dim air wrapped in its green
tissue napkin, a second ham sandwich appeared.
* * * * *