"That is the principle on which one selects an eleven. Now, I intend to strike out a line of my own. My team shall consist of three authors or journalists, two solicitors, four barristers, a couple from the Stock Exchange, some civil servants and an artist or two. How many is that?"
"Nineteen."
"Well, that's the idea, anyhow."
"It's a rotten idea."
"No, it's a splendid idea. I wonder nobody has thought of it before. I send a solicitor and a journalist in first. The journalist uses the long handle, while the solicitor plays for keeps."
"And where does the artist come in?"
"The artist comes in last, and plays for a draw. You are very slow to-day, Henry."
Henry, the man of leisure, thought a moment.
"Yes, that's all very well for you working men," he said at last, "but what do I go as? Or am I one of the barristers?"
"You go as 'with Barton.' Yes. If you're very good you shall have an 'H' in brackets after you. 'With Barton (H)'"