“Because you are, I suppose.”
“Yes, yes, of course. But how does he know?”
“He’s in your office—isn’t it extraordinary?”
“Very—and what is he in my office? And my office, by the way, is so little mine. I have left the business—”
“Yes—I know! It’s rather a pity, from our point of view.”
“It was hardly worth the trouble of getting to know me?” suggested Marcus.
“No—I don’t mean that—but although he doesn’t see you now, he knew you in America—he was sent over there for a year or two—”
“What position does he hold?”
“He’s getting on very well—for his age wonderfully well—but I thought if you could just tell me what his prospects are—I might tell my mother—and she would give her consent, I am sure—if I could just say he was getting on wonderfully well—and—”
“What’s his name?”