The Professor’s eyes went to Ted Biemiller. “Well, Theodore, my lad, do you have any ideas? Both the French wine deal and the lineup with the Saint Joan sports car were sizable amounts.”
Ted grunted sourly. He said, “We’re putting out three different Jeanne d’Arc magazines now, one for upper lowers, one for the lower middles and one for the quality market. We might suggest to the concerns involved that they step up their advertising and at the same time we’ll do some free articles pushing their products.”
The Professor pursed plump lips. “Now, Theodore, we begin to get somewhere.”
Les was shaking his head, unhappily. “Club members have been infiltrating the magazine staffs, according to Irene. It seems that it can’t be helped because nobody else is in a position to know what the readers
