"Now, as I understand it, ud Klavan," Marlowe began, "you'd like to learn something of our policies and methods."
"That is correct, Marlowe and Mead." The Dovenilid extracted a block of opaque material from the flat wallet at his side and steadied it on his knee. "I have your permission to take notes?"
"Please do. Now, as it happens, Mr. Mead and I are currently considering a case which perfectly illustrates our policies."
Ud Klavan immediately traced a series of ideographs on the note block, and Marlowe wondered if he was actually going to take their conversation down verbatim. He shrugged mentally. He'd have to ask him, at some later date, whether he'd missed anything. Undoubtedly, there'd be a spare recording of the tape he himself was making.
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