And while the two men were thus engaged in came Mrs.Marlow, bringing letters which needed Fullaway's signature.
"Mrs.Marlow knows more about amateur photography than I do," remarked Fullaway, with a glance at his secretary.

"Here, Mrs.Marlow, these are same of Mr.Allerdyke's productions--you remember that his cousin, Mr.
James Allerdyke, gave you a photo which this Mr.Allerdyke had taken ?" Allerdyke, keenly watching the secretary's pretty face as she laid her papers on Fullaway's desk, saw no sign of embarrassment or confusion; Fullaway might have made the most innocent and ordinary remark in the world, and yet, according to Allerdyke's theory and positive knowledge, it must be fraught with serious meaning to this woman.
"Oh yes!" she flashed, without as much as the flicker of an eyelash.

"I remember--a particularly good photo.

So like him!" Allerdyke's ingenuity immediately invented a remark; he was at that stage when, he wanted to know as much as possible.
"I wonder which print it was that he gave you ?" he said.

"One of them--I only did a few--had a spot in it that'll spread.