"Now wait a minute, keep your shirt on, you're not going out bat hunting this minute, you know--" "Sir?
I thought I--" "Well, you're not," said the chief decidedly.

"I've still some little respect for my own intelligence and it tells me to get all the work out of you I can, before you start wild-goose chasing after this--this bat out of hell.

The first time he's heard of again--and it shouldn't be long from the fast way he works--you're assigned to the case.

That's understood.

Till then, you do what I tell you--and it'll be work, believe me!" "All right, sir," Anderson laughed and turned to the door.