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It might be a difficult task; it might be an easy task in any case, it was a task that must be attempted. With Markledew's full consent and approval behind him and Markledew's money-bags to draw upon, Triffitt felt equal to attempting anything. The first thing was to take a quiet look at Burchill's immediate environment.
They were short and sharp, like Markledew's manner, but to Triffitt of an inexpressible sweetness, and he walked on air as he went off to other regions to present them. The news editor, who was by nature irascible and whom much daily worry had rendered more so, glared angrily as Triffitt marched up to his table. He pointed to a slip of proof which lay, damp and sticky, close by.
"When you want me, let me know. And mind you've got a fine chance, young man." Triffitt could have fallen on the carpet and kissed Markledew's large boots. But knowing Markledew, he expressed his gratitude in two words and a bow, and sped out of the room. Once outside, he hastened to send the all-powerful notes.
His head was higher than ever as he sought the cashier and handed Markledew's other note to him. The cashier read it over mechanically. "Mr. Triffitt is to draw what money he needs for a special purpose. He will account to me for it. The cashier calmly laid the order aside and looked at its deliverer. "Want any now?" he asked apathetically. "How much?" "Not at present," replied Triffitt.
I don't see so far into all this, myself, but Markledew's the sort of chap who can look through three brick walls and see a mole at work in whatever's behind the third, and he'll see something in what I tell him, and I'll do the telling as soon as he comes down tomorrow morning." Markledew listened to Triffitt's story next day in his usual rapt silence.
"You've given too much space to that Herapath funeral," he growled. "Take it away and cut it down to three-quarters." Triffitt made no verbal answer. He flung Markledew's half-sheet of notepaper before the news editor, and the news editor, seeing the great man's sprawling caligraphy, read, wonderingly: "Mr. Triffitt is released from ordinary duties to pursue others under my personal supervision.
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