Lord Theign appeared to wonder. "If you 'apply' to him?"
"Like a shot, I believe, if I ask it of him—as a service."
"A service to you? He'll be very obliging," his lordship smiled.
"Well, I've obliged him!" Hugh readily retorted.
"The obligation will be to me"—Lord Theign spoke more formally.
"Well, the satisfaction," said Hugh, "will be to all of us. The things Pappendick has seen he intensely, ineffaceably keeps in mind, to every detail; so that he'll tell me—as no one else really can—if the Verona man is your man."
"But then," asked Mr. Bender, "we've got to believe anyway what he says?"
"The market," said Lord John with emphasis, "would have to believe—that's the point."
"Oh," Hugh returned lightly, "the market will have nothing to do with it, I hope; but I think you'll feel when he has spoken that you really know where you are."
Mr. Bender couldn't doubt of that. "Oh, if he gives us a bigger thing we won't complain.
