With all this news he met James—not at the shabby club, but in the deserted reading-room of the so-called Artizans Hall—where never an artizan entered, but only men of James's class. Here they took the chess-board and pretended to start a game. But their conversation was rapid and secretive.
Mr. May disclosed all his discoveries. And then he said, tentatively:
"Hadn't we better think about the financial part now? If we're going to look round for an erection—" curious that he always called it an erection—"we shall have to know what we are going to spend."
"Yes—yes. Well—" said James vaguely, nervously, giving a glance at Mr. May. Whilst Mr. May abstractedly fingered his black knight.
"You see at the moment," said Mr. May, "I have no funds that I can represent in cash. I have no doubt a
