"Bed-rock is quite a way down yet," he smiled.
"Not if expenses are to mount as you advised me in your last letter," snapped the other. "Has anything been done?"
Miller shook his head slowly.
"Force is beyond us," he said, "for we don't possess it. Bribery is out of the question; there is no one left by the other side who has not had his price. Opportunity may be ours. We must await it."
"And waiting costs twenty pounds a week!"
The gray man turned his opened palm outwards with a deprecative motion which was not English at all.
"My dear Lord Landon, how can Opportunity be seized if there is no one to meet her when she appears?"
Landon gave a dissatisfied grunt.
"How many lacqueys have you set to wait on her?"
"Six," said Miller, succinctly. "Six men of action, who would have succeeded before now, but for an accident."