"I can stand it. I like him. It makes me angry. And it's--embarrassing."
"I'll say."
Time passed.
"They ought to have a gadget!" I talked to pass more time. "Something
that they could shoot at a man on such a spot. A light, large net
discharged by a Very pistol--maybe--that went too fast to duck and
tangled you all up."
The cop wiggled his chin affirmatively. "The number of good, practical
ideas buried in Headquarters runs to thousands."