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"I am not asking you to betray any secrets," he said. "As a matter of fact, I am looking for somebody who smokes cigarettes made of that particular kind of Borneo tobacco. This is a very important business, Mr. Negretti, and anything you tell me will be treated in confidence."
"I quite believe that, sir," the tobacconist said. "I know you for a gentleman, and a good customer of mine. As a matter of fact, I can't give you the information you want at the moment. Every special order of this kind is entered in a book with the name of the customer for future reference. That's the way we keep in touch with them, and remind them of our existence when they seem to have forgotten us. If you will look in the day after to-morrow we shall he able to give you the information you require, sir."