"All the better. We always hoped the scheme would spread, Sir Julian."
"I know. Who could have guessed it would come so quickly, though? Look here, Mark, have you thought who ought to go and see these Gloucester fellows and start them off in their new premises?"
"Well—I left that to you," said Mark hesitatingly.
"Of course, you're the man to send, but I don't know that we can spare you at the minute."
"I'm quite at your disposal for anything," said Mark cheerfully.
"Would you go? After all, it could only be a matter of two or three days."
"That's all. But the only thing I'm thinking is, whether it wouldn't be a good thing to take one of the actual staff—someone who's really been working the thing from the inside."
For an insane moment, a surmise worthy of Iris herself crossed Sir Julian's mind. Could Mark Easter be about to adjudicate to himself Miss Marchrose as a travelling companion?
"What about Fuller?" said Mark. "He's a good man of business, and got all the facts and figures at his finger-ends."
"He could be spared, I suppose?"