"Well, as far as I am concerned, a place like this is a necessity for me.

In fact, it's my profession, my source of income." "Are you as good at bridge as all that ?" asked Yeovil; "I'm a fairly successful player myself, but I should be sorry to have to live on my winnings, year in, year out." "I don't play cards," said Herlton, "at least not for serious stakes.

My winnings or losings wouldn't come to a tenner in an average year.

No, I live by commissions, by introducing likely buyers to would-be sellers." "Sellers of what ?" asked Yeovil.
"Anything, everything; horses, yachts, old masters, plate, shootings, poultry-farms, week-end cottages, motor cars, almost anything you can think of.

Look," and he produced from his breast pocket a bulky note- book illusorily inscribed "engagements." "Here," he explained, tapping the book, "I've got a double entry of every likely client that I know, with a note of the things he may have to sell and the things he may want to buy.