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In the only comfortably furnished room in the offices of the Record, the telephone on Sir James Molloy's table buzzed. Sir James made a motion with his pen, and Mr. Silver, his secretary, left his work and came over to the instrument.
"Who is that? " he said. "Who? . I can't hear you. Oh, it's Mr. Bunner, is it? . Yes, but. I know, but he's fearfully busy this afternoon. Can't you. Oh, really? Well, in that case -- just hold on, will you?"