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he house. It occurred fortunately that his letter had been allotted to precisely Mr. Vulto for the purpose of being answered. "You got my letter?" said Edward Henry, cheerfully, as he sat down at Mr. Vulto's flat desk on the side opposite from Mr. Vulto. "We got it, but frankly we cannot make head or tail of it!... _What_ option?" Mr. Vulto's manner was crudely sarcastic. "_This_ option!" said Edward Henry, drawing papers from his pocket, and putting down the right paper in front of Mr. Vulto with an uncompromising slap. Mr. Vulto picked up the paper with precautions, as if it were a contagion, and, assuming eyeglasses, perused it with his mouth open. "We know nothing of this," said Mr. Vulto, and it was as though he had added: "Therefore this does not exist." He glanced with sufferance at the window, which offered a close-range view of a whitewashed wall. "Then you weren't in the confidence of your client?" "The late Lord Woldo?" "Yes." "Pardon me." "Obviously you weren't in his confidence as regards this particular matter." "As you say," said Mr. Vulto, with frigid irony. "Well, what are you going to do about it?" "Well--nothing." Mr. Vulto removed his eyeglasses and stood up. "Well, good morning. I'll walk round to _my_ solicitors." Edward Henry seized the option. "That will be simpler," said Mr. Vulto. Slossons much preferred to deal with lawyers than, with laymen, because it increased costs and vitalized the profession. At that moment a stout, red-faced and hoary man puffed very authoritatively into the room. "Vulto," he cried sharply. "Mr. Wrissell's here. Didn't they tell you?" "Yes, Mr. Slosson," answered Vulto, suddenly losing all his sarcastic quality, and becoming a very junior partner. "I was just engaged with Mr."--(he paused to glance at his desk)--"Machin, whose singular letter we received this morning about an alleged option on the lease of the Chapel site at Piccadilly Circus--the Woldo estate, sir. You remember, sir?" "This the man?" inquired Mr. Slosson, ex-president of the Law Society, with a jerk of the thumb. Edward Henry said, "This is the man." "Well," said Mr. Slosson, lifting his chin, and still puffing, "it would be extremely interesting to hear his story at any rate. I was just telling Mr. Wrissell about it. Come this way, sir. I've heard some strange things in my time, but--" He stopped. "Please follow me, sir," he ordained. "I'm dashed i
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