“Probably, if it appears at all.”
“Why the ‘if’?” said Banneker. “Since Haring has passed it—”
“There is also Marrineal.”
“Haring sent it to him?”
“Not at all. The useful and ubiquitous Ives, snooping as usual, came upon it. Hence it is now in Marrineal’s hands. Likely to remain there, I should think.”
“Mr. Marrineal won’t let it be published?” asked Io.
“That’s my guess,” returned the veteran.
“And mine,” added Banneker.
He felt her eyes of mute appeal fixed on him and read her meaning.
“All right, Io,” he promised quietly. “If Mr. Marrineal won’t print it in advertising, I’ll print it as editorial.”