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〃The procedure promising quickest results； I think； will be for you to put Mr。 Goodwin on the pany payroll as a personnel expert。 You can plausibly explain his presence as a part of your campaign to reduce your employee turnover。 Thus he can spend his days there； moving freely about and conversing with anyone whomever； without causing ment or increasing the gossip you deplore。 I suggest that you make his salary two hundred dollars weekly。 Paragraph。
〃My fee will of course be determined by the amount of time spent on the case and the amount and kind of work required。 No guarantee is given。 No retainer is necessary unless you prefer it that way； in which case the check should be for two thousand dollars。 Sincerely。〃
Wolfe； who always straightened up to some extent to dictate； leaned back again。 〃After lunch you can go down and give that to him。〃
If I had been cool before I was a glacier now。 〃Why lunch？〃 I demanded。 〃Why should I eat？〃
〃Why not？〃 His eyes went open。 〃What's the matter？〃
〃Nothing。 Not a thing。 But what I start I like to finish； and this may take weeks。 There are one or two other little matters that need attention around here； and there's a bare possibility that you may find it slightly inconvenient when you buzz me or call me or grunt at me； as you do on an average of ten times an hour； and I'm not here。 Or； perhaps； that hadn't occurred to me； perhaps you're figuring on a replacement？〃
〃Archie；〃 he murmured。 His murmur is Wolfe at his worst。 〃I agree with someone； I forget who； that no man is indispensable。 By the way； you may have noticed that I suggested the same salary as you receive from me。 You can either endorse their checks over to me for deposit in my bank； and take my checks weekly as usual； or just keep their checks as your pay； whichever is simpler for your bookkeeping。〃
〃Thank you very much。〃 I made no attempt to speak further。 His deliberate use of the plural； checks； instead of check； three times； therefore got exactly the effect he intended it to。 I got out paper and carbon and inserted them； and started on the typewriter in a way that left no possible doubt whether it was noiseless or not。
Coolness。
Chapter Six
I started work as a personnel expert for Naylor…Kerr； Inc。； the next day； Wednesday morning； March 19； the next to last day of winter。
I knew just what I had known after my first call on Pine； and no more。 Tuesday afternoon； when I took him Wolfe's letter； he was co…operative about letting me ask questions； but he couldn't supply many answers。 He liked Wolfe's idea on procedure； and proved he was a good executive by starting immediately to execute。 That was simple。 All he had to do was call in an assistant vice…president； introduce me； tell him about me； and instruct him to put me on the payroll and present me personally to all heads of departments。 That was acplished Tuesday afternoon； the presentations being made in the office of the assistant vice…president； to which the department heads were summoned。 I found an opportunity to drop the remark that after looking over the reports and records I thought I would start in the stock department。
Wednesday morning I was on the job in the stock department on the thirty…fourth floor。 It handed me a surprise。 I had vaguely supposed it to be something on the order of an overgrown hardware store； with rows of shelves to the ceiling containing samples of things that hold bridges together and related objects； but not at all。 Primarily； as far as space went； it was a room about the size of the Yankee Stadium； with hundreds of desks and girls at them。 Along each side of that arena； the entire length； was a series of partitioned offices； with some of the doors closed and some open。 No stock of anything was in sight anywhere。
One good glance and I liked the job。 The girls。 All right there； all being paid to stay right there； and me being paid to move freely about and converse with anyone whomever； which was down in black and white。 Probably after I had been there a couple of years I would find that close…ups revealed inferior individual specimens； Grade B or lower in age； contours； skin quality； voice； or level of intellect； but from where I stood at nine…fifty…two Wednesday morning it was enough to take your breath away。 At least half a thousand of them； and the general and overwhelming impression was of…clean； young； healthy； friendly； spirited； beautiful； and ready。 I stood and filled my eyes； trying to look detached。 It was an ocean of opportunity。
A voice at my elbow said； 〃I doubt very much if there's a virgin in the room。 Now if you'll e to my office。。。〃
It was Kerr Naylor； the head of the stock department。 I had reported to him on arrival； as arranged； and he had introduced me to a dozen or so of his assistants； heads of sections。 All but two of them were men。 One of them I had regarded with special interest was the head of the Correspondence Checking Section； since Waldo Wilmot Moore had been a correspondence checker； but I was careful not to give him any extra time or attention there at the start。 His name was Dickerson； he could easily have been my grandfather； and his eyes watered。 I gathered from our brief talk that the function of a correspondence checker was to mosey around； pounce and grab a letter when the whim seized him； take it to the checkers' office； and give it the works on content； tone； policy； style； and mechanical execution。 So it could safely be assumed that his popularity quotient around the place would be about the same as that of an MP in the army； and that was bad。 It presented the possibility that any letter…dictator or stenographer in the department might have felt like murdering Moore； including those who had lost their jobs…and the turnover had been twenty…eight per cent。 For one man to sort out the whole haystack； a straw at a time； was not my idea of the pursuit of happiness； but it did have its good points as suggested above。
Kerr Naylor's office was also a corner room； but was considerably more modest in every respect than the president's； two floors up。 One whole wall was behind ceiling high filing cabinets； and there were piles of papers around on tables and even two of the chairs。 After we were seated； him at his desk and me at one end of it； I asked him：
〃Why； do you refuse to hire virgins？〃
〃What？〃 Then he tittered。 〃Oh； that was just a remark。 No； Mr。 Truett； this office has no prejudice against virgins。 I merely doubt if there are any。 Now how do you want to begin？〃
His voice matched his appearance。 The voice was a thin tenor； and while he was not a pygmy they had been all out of large sizes the day he was outfitted。 Also they had been low on pigments。 His skin had no color at all； and the only thing that made it reasonable to suppose there was anybody at home inside it was the eyes。 They too were without color； but they had a sharp dancing glint that wasn't just on the surface but came from behind； deep。
〃This first day；〃 I said； 〃I guess I'll just poke around and get my directions straight。 No virgins at all？ Who has picked all the flowers？ You might as well call me Pete。 Everybody does。〃
The name I had chosen to be introduced by was Peter Truett； liking the implication of the first syllable of the Truett。 Pine had thought my own； Archie Goodwin； might be familiar to someone。 I went back to virgins again because I wanted to keep the talk going to get acquainted with this bird。 But apparently it had really been just a remark and the virgin question had not e to a boil in him； as it often does with men over fifty； for he ignored it and said：
〃As I understand it you are going to study the whole employee problem； past； present； and future。 If you want to start with a specific case and spread out from there； I suggest the name of Waldo Wilmot Moore。 He was with us last year； from April eighth to December fourth…a correspondence checker。 He was murdered。〃
The glint in his eyes danced out at me and went back in again。 I kept my own face under control； in spite of his splashing it out like that； but it is only natural and proper for anyone to betray a gleam of interest in murder； so I let one show。
My brows went up。 〃Gosh；〃 I said； 〃no one told me it had gone that far。 Murdered？ Right here？〃
〃No no； not on the premises； up on Thirty…ninth Street at night。 He was run over by a car。 His head was smashed flat。〃 Mr。 Naylor tittered； or maybe it wasn't a titter but only a nerve untwisting somewhere in the network。 〃I was one of those requested to e and identify him； at the morgue； and I can tell you it was a strange experience…like trying to identify something you have known only as a round object； for instance an orange； after it has been pressed to make two plane surfaces。 It was extremely interesting； but I wouldn't care to try it again。〃
〃Could you identify him？〃
〃Oh； certainly。 There was no question about that。〃
〃Why do you say murdered？ Did they catch the guy and hang it on him？〃
〃No。 I understand that the police regard it as an accident…what they call a hit…and…run。〃
〃Then it wasn't murder。 Technically。〃
Naylor smiled at me。 His neat little mouth wasn't designed
