aboutapieceofbusinessI’vegottosettlewhenIreachhome；andperhapsyoucanadvisemeaboutit；you’reaneditor。I’vegotanewspaperonmyhands；Ireckonitwouldbeaprettygoodthing，ifithadachance；butIdon’tknowwhattodowithit：IgotitintradewithafellowwhohastogoWestforhislungs，buthe’sstayingtillIgetback。What’sbecomeofthatyoungchap——what’shisname？——thatwentoutwithus？”
“Burnamy？”promptedMarch，ratherbreathlessly。
“Yes。Couldn’thetakeholdofit？Iratherlikedhim。He’ssmart，isn’the？”
“Very。”saidMarch。“ButIdon’tknowwhereheis。Idon’tknowthathewouldgointothecountry。Buthemight，if——“
Theyenteredprovisionallyintothecase，andforargument’ssakesupposedthatBurnamywouldtakeholdofthemajor’spaperifhecouldbegotat。ItreallylookedtoMarchlikeagoodchanceforhim，onEltwin’sshowing；buthewasnotconfidentofBurnamy’sturningupverysoon，andhegavethemajoraprettyclearnotionwhy，byenteringintotheyoungfellow’shistoryforthelastthreemonths。