“I had the pleasure of bringing in your manuscript from the Sickles rather early this morning,” said the latter. “Also I did the story that Doctor Nevin told me.”
“I wish he would come,” said Morning.
“Nevin?”
“Yes.”
“He’s on his toes where you are concerned,” said Field.
“He has done much for me——”
“Friend Fallows is rather strong for you, too, I should say,” Noyes offered.
He was a pale, soft, middle-aged man who gave the impression of being more forceful than he looked.
“I owe everything to him,” said Morning.
“By the way, Morning, what were you mad at, when you wrote that letter of directions to me? I followed it carefully as you said—price—World-News—everything. We’ll have a lot of other papers beside the World-News—but that letter made me hot under the collar every time I glanced at it——”