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289 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 21, 1946
’Yes, Sir,’ Cramer agreed. ‘I know we will. Get ‘em in here, Archie.’
So that was the state of mind the inspector was in. As I proceeded to obey his command I tried to remember another occasion on which he had called me Archie, and couldn’t, in all the years I had known him. Of course after he had got some sleep and had a shower he would feel differently about it, but I put it away for some fitting moment in the future to remind him that he had called me Archie.
’So with me back at the old stand you’ll have to continue to watch your step. Try pulling any fast ones and I’ll still be on your neck.’
‘I wouldn’t dream of trying to pull a fast one.’
‘OK. Just so we understand each other.’ Cramer started for the door. I called after him:
‘Hey, your package!’
He said over his shoulder, barely halting. ‘Oh, I forgot, that’s for you, Wolfe, hope you like it,’ and was on his way. Judging from the time it took him to get on out and slam the door behind him, he must have double-quicked.
I went over and lifted the package from the floor, put it on Wolfe’s desk, and tore the green paper off, exposing the contents to view. The pot was a glazed sickening green. The dirt was just dirt. The plant was in fair condition, but there were only two flowers on it. I stared at it in awe.
‘By God,’ I said when I could speak, ‘he brought you an orchid.’
‘Brassocattleya thorntoni,’ Wolfe purred. ‘Handsome.’
‘Nuts,’ I said realistically. ‘You’ve got a thousand better ones. Shall I throw it out?’
‘Certainly not. Take it up to Theodore.’ Wolfe wiggled a finger at me. ‘Archie. One of your most serious defects is that you have no sentiment.’
‘No?’ I grinned at him. ‘You’d be surprised. At this very moment one is almost choking me – namely, gratitude for our good luck at having Cramer back, obnoxious as he is. With Ash there life wouldn’t have been worth living.’
Wolfe snorted. ‘Luck!’
Wolfe was lazy, agoraphobic, prejudiced against many different kinds of people (most notably women), and a glutton. He was arrogant, vengeful, spiteful, and sometimes cruel. Any manners he had came from a personal sense of decorum and never from common civility. But I always knew that he had high moral values and that people sitting before him could trust him if they themselves could be trusted.And then Archie
I read about Nero Wolfe because it was Archie who told the tale. His voice is the voice of all the hope and humor of a new world. This bright light shines upon the darkness of Wolfe’s deep fears and genius and upon the craven and criminal minds that infest the world.Wolfe and Archie are each the perfect foil for the other. But, as Archie tells the tale, it's his point of view entirely. As Wolfe signed them he folded and inserted them, and even sealed the envelopes. Sometimes he has bursts of feverish energy that are uncontrollable.