“Might ask that Inter-Ocean reporter. He’d be likely to know. I’ve seen him ’round here this morning, or you might telephone the Associated Press,” suggested Landry. “The office never said a word to me.”

“Oh, the Associated. They know a lot always, don’t they?” jeered Winston. “Yes, I rung ’em up. They ‘couldn’t confirm the rumour.’ That’s always the way. You can spend half a million a year in leased wires and special service and subscriptions to news agencies, and you get the first smell of news like this right here on the floor. Remember that time when the Northwestern millers sold a hundred and fifty thousand barrels at one lick? The floor was talking of it three hours before the news slips were sent ’round, or a single wire was in. Suppose we had waited for the Associated people or the Commercial people then?”

“It’s that Higgins-Pasha incident, I’ll bet,” observed Rusbridge, his eyes snapping.