“That doesn’t matter,” said I. “We’d be very happy to advise you. We don’t charge for advice.” “Don’t you?” said Agatha. “Not our clients,” I said. “Then what’s the good of keeping them?” said Brenda. I rose to my feet. “My dear,” I said, “you don’t understand business. I’m not very good at it, either. But George has got it down to a fine art. If he were here, he’d be the first to tell me to see you through.” Agatha opened her eyes. “But doesn’t he know? I thought you reported twice a week.” “He’s in Scotland,” I s…
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