“’We are now privileged to announce that this mighty scheme which will turn a desert into a rolling sea bearing the commerce of nations and cause the waste places of the earth to teem with population and to blossom like the rose, has been completed in its necessary if dull financial details and will within a few days be submitted to investors among whom it has already caused so much excitement.  These details we will deal with fully in succeeding articles, and therefore now need only pause to say that the basis of capitalization strikes us as wonderfully advantageous to the fortunate public who are asked to participate in its vast prospective prosperity.  Our present object is to speak of its national and imperial aspects——­’”

Sir Robert lifted his eyes in remonstrance: 

“How much more of that exceedingly dull and commonplace puff do you propose to read, Jeffreys?” he asked.

“No more, Sir Robert.  We are paying The Cynic thirty guineas to insert this article, and the point is that they say that if they have to put in the ‘national and imperial’ business they must have twenty more.”

“Indeed, Jeffreys?  Why?”

“Because, Sir Robert—­I will tell you, as you always like to hear the truth—­their advertisement-editor is of opinion that Sahara Limited is a national and imperial swindle.  He says that he won’t drag the nation and the empire into it in an editorial under fifty guineas.”

A faint smile flickered on Sir Robert’s face.

“Does he, indeed?” he asked.  “I wonder at his moderation.  Had I been in his place I should have asked more, for really the style is a little flamboyant.  Well, we don’t want to quarrel with them just now—­feed the sharks.  But surely, Jeffreys, you didn’t come to disturb me about such a trifle?”

“Not altogether, Sir Robert.  There is something more important. The Daily Judge not only declines to put any article whatsoever, but refuses our advertisement, and states that it means to criticize the prospectus trenchantly.”

“Ah!” said his master after a moment’s thought, “that is rather serious, since people believe in the Judge even when it is wrong.  Offer them the advertisement at treble rates.”

“It has been done, sir, and they still refuse.”

Sir Robert walked to the corner of the room where the yellow object squatted on its pedestal, and contemplated it a while, as a man often studies one thing when he is thinking of another.  It seemed to give him an idea, for he looked over his shoulder and said: 

“That will do, Jeffreys.  When Major Vernon comes in, give him my compliments and say that I should be obliged by a word or two with him.”

The clerk bowed and went as noiselessly as he had entered.