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CHAPTER ELEVEN

`Go on. Be frank. I'm nothing to you, and you're nothing to me. h;1e shan't die if we never see each other again. What the hell does it matter what we think of each other?'
`All right,' said Reginald suddenly. `Then, frankly, Ormsby, your papers really do make me shudder sometimes. I mean the daily ones - I don't quite know which of the weeklies are yours. The - the vulgarity of them! Oh, God !'
`Vulgar, eh?'
`Frankly, yes.'
`Finished your pipe? Then have a cigar.'
As Reginald took one, he began to laugh, and then explained, `When I was sixteen, I was office boy in a firm of printers, small stuff, bills of sale, "Lost, a Pekinese puppy", that sort of thing. Fulham way. The local rag was having one of its periodic bankruptcies, and I went round to see the proprietor -and editor he was, and printer and the whole bag of tricks. Sudden idea of mine. Sixteen, hair plastered down the middle, very high collar, black satin tie with crimson horseshoes on it. I must have looked foul. He said, "What the hell do you want?" I said, "I've come to buy your paper." He looked me up and down - there wasn't much of me, so it didn't take long - and said, "Well, why don't you? Plenty of copies." I said, "Don't be funny. Why should anybody want a copy of the dam
thing? I'm-negotiating for the transfer of all rights."' "You're rhat?" he said. I said it again, I was rather proud of the phrase. "You're not serious?" he said.,'
" Absolutely. My bankers are Lloyds and Co." I had
taken my fifteen pounds savings out of the post office,
that morning. He said "My God l" took a cigar out of his waistcoat pocket, pinched it, got it half -way to his

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