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THE MORTOVER GRANGE AFFAIR
"Advertising—is that any good?" asked Nottidge.
"Publicity's an excellent thing," said Wedgwood. "I shall do what I can in that way. And if you want to help you can do something yourself now. Slip down to Fleet Street, call in at the principal newspaper offices and give them information. That might do a lot of good. Publicity, you know———"
Before he could say more Nottidge had seized and violently shaken his hand, chirruped to the dog, and was out of the room and the house; Wedgwood heard him running fast along the street.
