garst before, and then he had it. perry garst was exactly what e.j. ward would look like in 30 years. his newest friend was, he was instantly confident, the father of one of his mortal enemies sent to tail him and reel out information. norfleet cursed his own egotism for never considering that the swippedlers just might be as devious and obstinate a he. garst woke and drew out an elaborate luncheon of many tempting morsels. as if compensating for his previous susceptibility, norfleet turned down everything, the sandwiches with their curly lettuce, the stuffed olives, the cream-filled cakes, t fruits. his paranoia was strengthened when garst refused to eat his own food and choosing only for himself two hard-boiled eggs. it would be difficult to poison two unbroken shells, and this small act told him all he needed to know about mr. perry garst. he resolved to double his caution. and then in practically the very instant, norfleet broke his own resolution. he simply could not be held back, and he soon found himself in delightful conversation with a woman