TO 10:25 P.M. “—subsidiary rights,” Mr. Gerald North said, finishing a sentence. “Make it ‘cordially,’ Miss Corning, under the circumstances. Now, take one to Miss Wanda Wuerth, and be sure it’s u, e, not o, care B and B, dear Miss Wuerth several of our readers have objected that damn that telephone I told them never mind, I’ll take it—yes?” “A Mr. Leonard is calling,” the girl at the switchboard said. “Leonard?” Jerry said. The switchboard girl was firm. “A Mr. Leonard,” she said. “He says it’s important. Wait a minute, please. Yes?” There was a momentary pause. “He says it’s Professor Leonard of Dyckman, if that helps,” she said. “Just a moment, please.” Jerry North reclined against the telephone in his left hand and looked at nothing. “He says you ought to remember,” the switchboard said. “He says because it only sold twelve hundred and you lost your—” “Miss Nelson,” Jerry North said, with firmness. “Please. I do remember.
