The door hissed quietly shut. Mr. Hoode started at the sound and then walked slowly into his office, seized by a cold, limp rage. From his window, he could see them going down the driveway. "Amateurs," he spat after them with deep disgust. "Damned, lousy, unimaginative amateurs!" End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Amateurs, by Alan Cogan