“Five,” said Paget, softly but emphatically.
“Request,” came the answering word.
“Through Number One.” Paget’s words were scarcely more than a whisper. The receiver clicked at the other end of the line.
Paget left the drug store and took a cab to the Merrimac Club. Despite his apparent calm, he was inwardly excited.
He had made the first step in a new adventure. He was testing the most subtle secret of the Silent Seven.
IT was not until two o’clock in the afternoon that Paget learned what his next step was to be. The latest edition of the Morning Monitor was placed upon the table in the reading room of the Merrimac Club.
With no expression of great interest, Paget picked up the tabloid and began to glance through its lurid pages with a disdainful air.
He dropped the paper once and started to walk away from the table. This gave him an opportunity to observe that no one was in the room. As though inspired by an afterthought, Paget went back to the newspaper and turned to the meager want-ad column. He quickly discovered the item which he sought.
It was at the top of the column.
Advertising agency requires man of long experience. Only those with actual qualifications should reply. Report for interview in office to-morrow morning. Applicants not considered by letter or telephone. Acme Advertising Agency, Site 590, Tacoma Building.