"It would be sport, wouldn't it?"
"Well, I'll see."
Later he went into a booth and called up Mr. Delamare.
"This is Robinson," he said.
"Robinson?" came the puzzled reply.
"Mr. Norman's secretary."
"Oh, of course!" with a laugh. "What can I do for you?"
"I come to you in every difficulty."
"That's as it should be. What now?"
"Did you ever hear of a lady called Mrs. Anson Cleaver?"