"The 'Clarion.'"
Her expressive face changed. "Oh," she said, a little blankly.
"You don't like the 'Clarion'?"
"I almost never see it. So I don't know. And you're going to begin at the bottom? That's quite brave of you."
"No; I'm going to begin at the top. That's braver. Anyway, it's more reckless. I've bought the paper."
"Have you! I hadn't heard of it."
"Nobody's heard of it yet. No outsider. You're the first."
"How delightful!" She leaned closer and looked into his face with shining eyes. "Tell me more. What are you going to do with it?"
"Learn something about it, first."
"It's rather yellow, isn't it?"