In rushed Dickey Bulmer with a speed strangely disproportionate to his years.

In his hands he held a crumpled newspaper.
"You infernal blackguard, have you seen this ?" he roared, and his attitude threatened instant assault on the dazed man looking up at him.
The reporter moved out of the way.

Here, indeed, was "copy" of the right sort.

Bulmer held a position of much local importance.

That he should use such language to the owner of the _Andromeda_ promised developments "of the utmost public interest." David stood up.