you he's bluffing. I knew he was before, but this proves it up to the chin. He hasn't got any manuscript in any lock-up box anywhere. It's obvious. If he could prove his story, do you suppose he'd be offering to buy our corroboration? Why should he? It isn't as if he likes us. It isn't as if he was yearning to hand over his royalties to us. No, what I say is, let's stick to our authorship and our royalties too. How do we know he'll write any more novels? He's an old man. He may die any time. If we've admitted that he wrote 'Trixie,' where should we be then? No, I'd rather keep the trade name. As I've told you, Bisham, if you can't write a successor to 'Edgar and Lilian,' I jolly well can. So come on, Venerable. Into the lift with you and down into the bowwows of the earth. These ladies and gentlemen are busy
