Mr. Garson’s sensitive ear fixed upon the word “few.”
“We are n’t doing much advertising anywhere just now,” he explained with a conciliating purr. “There will be more soon. Quite soon, in fact. But there were other ways, you understand, in which Mr. Clark’s friendship was useful to The Guardian—to Mr. Wymett.”
“For example?”
“News items. Inside information. Advance information, I may say, on the stock market, for instance, amounting to really advantageous opportunities.”
“I see!”
“Such information is still—er—available.”
“I see, again. Would Mr. Clark confirm the proposition, do you think?”
The hand-perfected private secretary beamed. His mission, self-inspired, was prospering famously. “Undoubtedly,” he averred.
“In writing?”
“Mr. Clark’s word is—”