"I must see Mr. Black."
The servant displayed a mild astonishment at his tone.
"I'm sorry, sir. Mr. Black is not at home."
The lights he had noticed upstairs and the limousine gave Garth confidence.
"Mr. Black," he said, "is the brother-in-law of the president of the Society for Social Justice."
The servant nodded.
"Then he will see me."
The other was shocked.
"Really, sir—"
Garth gave him a glimpse of his badge, pushed past, and entered the reception hall. The servant turned, staring at him with insolent eyes.