Chapter 26: The Driven Bargain

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌⁠The Honorable Daniel Breed, “sipping” his thin lips and propping his coat-tails on his gaunt fingers, patrolled the lobby of the National Hotel and his complacency was not a whit disturbed when Richard Dodd passed in front of him and sneered in his face.

“Keep on practising making up faces,” advised the old man, amiably. “Perhaps in the course of time your uncle will give you a job making up faces