He was now, this moment, sitting in Tom Towers' room with the object of deprecating any further articles in _The Jupiter_, and, greatly as he disliked the job, his petition to that effect must be made.
"I couldn't continue it," said he, "because I found I was in the wrong." Tom Towers shrugged his shoulders.

How could a successful man be in the wrong! "In that case," said he, "of course you must abandon it." "And I called this morning to ask you also to abandon it," said Bold.
"To ask me," said Tom Towers, with the most placid of smiles, and a consummate look of gentle surprise, as though Tom Towers was well aware that he of all men was the last to meddle in such matters.
"Yes," said Bold, almost trembling with hesitation.

"_The Jupiter_, you know, has taken the matter up very strongly.

Mr Harding has felt what it has said deeply; and I thought that if I could explain to you that he personally has not been to blame, these articles might be discontinued." How calmly impassive was Tom Towers' face, as this innocent little proposition was made! Had Bold addressed himself to the doorposts in Mount Olympus, they would have shown as much outward sign of assent or dissent.

His quiescence was quite admirable; his discretion certainly more than human.
"My dear fellow," said he, when Bold had quite done speaking, "I really cannot answer for _The Jupiter_." "But if you saw that these articles were unjust, I think that You would endeavour to put a stop to them.