“Garson,” barked Montrose Clark, in the tone which he deemed appropriate.
The hand-perfected secretary bowed.
“Bring in The Guardian advertising account.”
The secretary bowed again and disappeared. Almost immediately he was back, bowing once more over a neatly typed single sheet of paper.
“What is our total expenditure in The Guardian for the current year, up to date?”
“For display advertising, eleven hundred and forty-seven dollars, sixty cents. For reading matter, two hundred and seventy-five.”
“That includes editorial matter?”
“Yes, sir.”
“And in The Record?”
“Seventeen hundred and twenty, sir. All display. They make no charge for editorials or readers, you recall, sir.”