Ike let his chin rest meditatively on his slim fingers.
"Let's see. I cut in for a third, and I shall do all the work. I'll give you a quarter of that third. You won't have anything to do, except give me the office if anything goes wrong."
"'Struth!" Freddy was more hurt than indignant. "You aren't going to Jew me down like that. Who else is in it?"
"Never mind who else is in it. I give you first chance, as a pal. You can take it or leave it."
"Right, I'm on," agreed Freddy.
CHAPTER XXV
The compact between Heldon Foyle and Sir Ralph Fairfield had begun to bear fruit. For three days an advertisement had appeared in the personal column of the Daily Wire—
"Will R. G. communicate with R. F. Very anxious."