But agency policy is that the case officer is, in the jargon, a scalp hunter who must turn a contact into an agent […]

We have found the greatest enemies to be rats, native cats, hawks and crows.

Had the world been coagmented from that supposed fortuitous jumble, this hypothesis had been tolerable.

Buyers of same (Vonier, Beebe, Ken Smith) will invade Gauer's Midnite Ron De Voo with a steaming bagful and partake of the host's wonderful glass coffee-maker brew and sit around until late, their kissers mashing crawsful of prune and icing dough, handing Gauer a lot of bunk, playing chess, or discussing the assinities of the atomic age.