Toney counted on her fingers.
"The Times, the Standard, the Morning Post, and a few more. I told a London agent to do it."
"To do what, Toney? I expect it is something surprising!" and Lewis laughed.
"Not really, but I think there will be a good many letters for Mr. Russell."
"Letters about what? But it's his duty to answer letters, that's what he has come for. Most likely you are paying him handsomely for it."
"Oh, yes. I told Uncle Evas it must be enough for him to live on and save. Pups had great ideas about a living wage. So we settled it should be £500 a year as long as he is here. He can save it, and that will help him for many a day."
"Then I don't think you need mind giving him some work."
Toney laughed happily.
"But he didn't guess what he was in for!"
"You haven't told me."