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It was a matter of no great difficulty for Clutton to see Ecstein that same evening. The financier was by way of being a society man, and was to be met at a great many well-known houses, and latterly he had contrived to find his way into an exclusive club or two. There was not much time to be lost, and it was with a feeling of satisfaction that Clutton ran his man to earth shortly after six o'clock in the card room of the Wanderers' Club. Ecstein had just cut out of a rubber of bridge and was lounging about in search of an appetiser before dinner, and apparently was quite ready to talk to anybody. He hailed Clutton good-naturedly.
"Come and have a small drink," he suggested. "I rather wanted to see you. You are the very man who can give me some information I require in regard to certain Russian concessions which have been offered me. If the things is all right, I can show you how to make a bit for yourself."