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Flamel
’
s
tone
had
been
that
of
unaffected
surprise
,
but
at
this
his
accent
changed
and
he
asked
,
quickly
:
“
On
what
ground
?
”
Glennard
had
moved
away
from
the
desk
and
stood
leaning
against
the
calf
-
backed
volumes
of
the
bookcase
.
“
On
the
ground
that
you
sold
Mrs
.
Aubyn
’
s
letters
for
me
,
and
that
I
find
the
intermediary
in
such
cases
is
entitled
to
a
percentage
on
the
sale
.
”
Flamel
paused
before
answering
.
“
You
find
,
you
say
.
It
’
s
a
recent
discovery
?
”
“
Obviously
,
from
my
not
sending
the
check
sooner
.
You
see
I
’
m
new
to
the
business
.
”
“
And
since
when
have
you
discovered
that
there
was
any
question
of
business
,
as
far
as
I
was
concerned
?
”
Glennard
flushed
and
his
voice
rose
slightly
.
“
Are
you
reproaching
me
for
not
having
remembered
it
sooner
?
”
Flamel
,
who
had
spoken
in
the
rapid
repressed
tone
of
a
man
on
the
verge
of
anger
,
stared
a
moment
at
this
and
then
,
in
his
natural
voice
,
rejoined
,
good
-
humoredly
,
“
Upon
my
soul
,
I
don
’
t
understand
you
!
”
The
change
of
key
seemed
to
disconcert
Glennard
.
“
It
’
s
simple
enough
—
”
he
muttered
.
“
Simple
enough
—
your
offering
me
money
in
return
for
a
friendly
service
?
I
don
’
t
know
what
your
other
friends
expect
!
”
“
Some
of
my
friends
wouldn
’
t
have
undertaken
the
job
.
Those
who
would
have
done
so
would
probably
have
expected
to
be
paid
.
”
