Chapter 14

"Good afternoon, councilman," the newcomer said, sitting down across the desk from Salgath Trod. "I was just talking to ... somebody we both know." Salgath Trod offered cigarettes, lighted his visitor's and then his own. "What does Our Mutual Friend think about all this?" he asked, gesturing toward the screen. "Our Mutual Friend isn't at all happy about it." "You think, perhaps, that I'm bursting into wild huzzas?" Salgath Trod asked. "If I were to act as everybody expects me to, I'd be down there on the floor, now…