"Such as whether to put my face on the postage stamps profile or
full."
She said, under her breath, "I shoulda known. Already, delusions of
grandeur."
"Holy Mackerel," Cliff protested. "Aren't we ever serious around this
place? You two will wind up gagging with the firing squad."
Crawford chuckled softly but let his face go serious. "Sorry, Cliff.
What's on your mind?"
Cliff said impatiently, "From the radio reports, the Arab Union is
consolidating its position. El Hassan is being discredited by the
minute. Your followers were in control for a time in Mopti and Bamako,
but they're falling away because of lack of direction. The best way I
can put reports together, the Reunited Nations is in complete
confusion. Everybody accusing everybody of double-dealing."