100 a minute to any firm. I'll put my Governor on to him. When that
chap opened his sample case he wouldn't talk weather and politics,
and then sidle up to business. Not much! He'd give them Brown's Axle
Oil, Brown's Baking Powder, or anything else of Brown's he was
showing, till his customer would see nothing but Brown's Axle Oil
and Brown's Baking Powder all over his shop, and he'd be reaching
for the whole output. One thing! You bet!"

A general laugh of approval followed Brown's speech.

"That's true enough," said Lloyd in a tone of calm superiority, "but
there is other work to do and other places to do it in."

"The Park Church, for instance, eh, Lloyd?" suggested the voice
slyly.

"Why not?" answered Lloyd. "The centres must be manned--that's a
safe principle in strategy."

"Certainly," cried another voice ironically. "Our neglected masses!"

"Yes, and neglected classes, too." Lloyd's tone was earnest and
sincere.

"I agree with you, Lloyd," said The Don emphatically, "if any
fellows need to be, ah--well--shaken up, you know, it's us poor
devils who attend the city churches. For my part, I would like to
see you in the Park Church, and I promise you I would go regularly."

On all sides there was frank approval of The Don's position, while