"Mr. Wallace," I said.
He appeared not to hear me. "Dan Wallace?"
He moved to go down the stairs, without ever looking at me, and I followed him.
"Mr. Wallace, can I ask you a question?"
The elevator arrived. He got on and I followed him.
He got off the elevator.
"No, you can’t ask me a question," he said and made to go down the stairs.
I made to follow him, at which point he got on the elevator again. I stepped on.
"I’m going up anyway," I said, at which point he got off and I decided to leave him alone.
It is reasonable to conclude that the Tories have put the fear of God into Mr. Wallace.
Plus a passel of X-Reformers who believe a bribe was offered.
Come out come out, Art Hanger, you can run but you can't hide (unless its under Jack Layton's desk).
