Chapter 12
HE HAD a number of calls to make, some important, some incidental to and dependent upon the results of earlier inquiries. On the top floor of a large business block in Winchester Street he entered the office of an old-established firm of architects, and asked to see the first of the two names upon the door. The clerk shook his head.
'Mr. Walber has been dead five years. It is now Mr. Denny's business. Would you like to see him?'
Mr. Denny proved to be a thin, short-sighted man, whose manner was more than a little impatient, and who gave the impression that he was very anxious to have the interview over and get back to serious work. Even the magic words Post-Courier did not impress him. He was possibly so busy a man that he was unaware that such a newspaper existed.
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