Roger Payne had come to a decision. He waited until the office door had closed behind the departing stenographer, then swung his long legs recklessly upon his flat-top desk and shouted across the room at his partner: Tibbetts frowned. He was footing a column of cost figures and the blast from his young partner nearly made him lose count.…
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