Ideas came with a rush. By the end of an hour
he had completed a Scandal Page of which Mr. Petheram himself might
have been proud, without a suggestion of slipping it into Percy. He
felt that he could go to Mr. Pook, and say, "Percy, on your honor as a
British book-maker, have I slipped it into you in any way whatsoever?"
And Mr. Pook would be compelled to reply, "You have not."
Miss March read the proofs of the page, and sniffed. But Miss March's
blood was up, and she would have sniffed at anything not directly
hostile to Mr. Pook.
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A week later Roland sat in the office of 'Squibs,' reading a letter. It
had been sent from No. 18-A Bream's Buildings, E.C., but, from Roland's
point of view, it might have come direct from heaven; for its contents,
signed by Harrison, Harrison, Harrison & Harrison, Solicitors, were to
the effect that a client of theirs had instructed them to approach him
with a view to purchasing the paper. He would not find their client
disposed to haggle over terms, so, hoped Messrs. Harrison, Harrison,
Harrison & Harrison, in the event of Roland being willing to sell, they
could speedily bring matters to a satisfactory conclusion.
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