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He sat in his massive chair; one hand propped on the arm, his elbow

akimbo, and with the other hand plucked slowly at the narrow strip of

beard which extended from his lower lip to the peaked end of his chin

"Very well, Mr Bradish," he remarked, after the latter had lifted the

blotter from the check

Bradish rose and bowed, and started to leave He was a tall and shapely

young arb was up-to-the-minute

fashion--repressed He was a study in brown, as to fabric of attire and

its accessories One of those white-faced chaps who always look a bit

bored, with a touch of up-to-date cynicism! One of those felloho

listen much and who say little!

"Just aman stopped

"I like your way in these matters You don't ask questions You show no

silly interest in any check you sign"

Bradish reflected an instant on the check in the restaurant cashier's

drawer, and pinched his thin lips a little htly

"I' about the nature of

these special duties" The financier pointed to the check "I'll say