Bill Eggers, the managing partner of Stone's law fi rm, Woodman & Weld, spoke up from across the table.
"Never mind the writers," he
said, "where are you two guys going to eat?"
Stone's other dinner partner, Bill Eggers, managing partner at the prestigious law firm of Woodman & Weld, pretty much ran Stone, who, working from his home office in Turtle Bay, handled cases and clients of Woodman & Weld that they did not wish to be seen to handle.
managed a chuckle.
"Fair enough," he
"I'm buying tonight."
Stone raised his glass, but Eggers
put a hand on his arm.
"Is there an occasion, Bill
, or are you just feeling magnanimous?"
"A little of both," Eggers
said, taking an envelope from his
pocket and handing it to Stone.
Stone saw, through a window in the envelope, his
name, which indicated to him that it might be printed on a check.
, have you taken to personally delivering payment of my bills to the firm?"
"Don't bother to thank me," Eggers
"Why, thank you, Bill
, and please thank anyone else at the firm who had anything whatever to do with this."
"I want you to know-and I realize I'm saying this in front of a witness-that if the growth of the Strategic Services account continues as I believe it will, then by this time next year I may very well be recommending you for a partnership at Woodman & Weld