The younger man hesitated. His partner's benevolent face suddenly assumed a sterner aspect.
"Aaron," he reminded him, "we are on business. The truth, please—no reservations."
"She asked me," the other went on, "whether the confidence of a client is always respected by one in my profession."
"And your reply?"
"I assured her, of course, that under any circumstances it was."
Harvey Grimm leaned back in his chair. He rolled the remaining drop of brandy around in his glass, his expression was beatific.
"My dear Aaron," he said, "fate smiles upon our new partnership. The young lady is going to pay you a visit?"
"At three o'clock this afternoon, if she keeps her word."
"Finish your brandy and come with me to my apartment," Harvey Grimm directed. "We have matters to discuss and arrange before you receive that visit."
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