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doing."

"That can be summarized in one word," she said,
resting her chin in her hands once more. "Lousy."

"Run into a spot of trouble? Come, come. Tell big
brother all about it."

She gave a little shrug.

"There's not all that much to tell. I'm here on a col-
lection assignment, so I thought I'd check with the local
gendarmes to see if this guy had a record or if they knew
where he was."

"And . . ."I prompted.

"Well, they know who he is all right. It seems he's
a wealthy philanthropist. . . has given millions for civic
improvements, helps the poor, that kind of stuff."

I scratched my head and frowned.

"Doesn't sound like the sort of chap to leave a bill
unpaid, does he?"

' 'The real problem is going to be how to check it out.
It seems he's also a bit of a recluse. No one's seen him
for years."

I could see why she was depressed. It didn't sound
like the kind of chore that could be finished in record
time, which is, of course, what she wanted to do to make
a good showing.

"Could be a bit of a sticky wicket. Who is this chap,
anyway?"

"The name is Hoos. Sounds like something out of Dr.
Seuss, doesn't it?"

"Actually, it sounds like a bank."

"How's that again?"

Instead of repeating myself, I simply pointed. Across
the street and three doors down was a building promi-

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