Ted Graham shrugged. _No harm in looking_, he thought.
When they returned to the living room, Ted Graham had doubled his
previous estimate on the house's value. His brain reeled with the
summing of it: a solarium with an entire ceiling covered by sun lamps,
an automatic laundry where you dropped soiled clothing down a chute,
took it washed and ironed from the other end ...
"Perhaps you and your wife would like to discuss it in private," said
Rush. "We will leave you for a moment."
And they were gone before Ted Graham could protest.