“I repeated the contents to him,” Doyle said defensively.
Ignoring the technician, Mr. Clewes turned to Flash again.
“Howard Brandiss, who heads our company, was much impressed by your work. When he saw the crash films run through he said to me: ‘Fly down to Columbia and sign that photographer on the dotted line before some other company gets him.’ But Doyle here tells me you wouldn’t be interested in any proposition we might offer.”
“Flash already is employed by the Brandale Ledger,” Doyle broke in hurriedly. “He’s on his vacation now. I understood him to say he wouldn’t consider working for a newsreel concern.”
“I’m afraid your hearing was almost too acute,” Flash said pleasantly. “Either that or I gave the wrong impression.”
“Then you are interested?” Mr. Clewes asked quickly.
“Not in a permanent job. I might consider filling in a month for Joe Wells. That is, if Mr. Riley has no objection.”
“And who is Mr. Riley?”
“My editor on the Brandale Ledger.”
“I am sure we can arrange everything to his satisfaction,” said Mr. Clewes. “And I respect you for being loyal to your employer. If you are unwilling to leave the Ledger, we should not try to convince you otherwise. Nevertheless, after a month of newsreel work, you may decide you prefer it to your newspaper position.”