That was because it must be kept secret.

Fifty printers set it up; then the boss locked the galleys in the strong room.
No one except the boss himself had had a glimpse of it.

Of course, that made me the more eager to nail it; anything a fellow wants to hide is bound to be big news, d'ye see.

Now I'm the man who takes the proofs, and this morning the boss tells me that Senator Hanway wants a copy--one proof, no more.

The boss goes to the strong room and brings the galleys to the proof-press.