You never knew where you were with those fellows; if they had
a name they ran you into no end of expense and were conceited into the
bargain.
And a common architect was no good--the memory of Parkes' tower
precluded the employment of a common architect:
This was why he had thought of Bosinney. Since the dinner at Swithin's
he had made enquiries, the result of which had been meagre, but
encouraging: "One of the new school."
"Clever?"
"As clever as you like--a bit--a bit up in the air!"
He had not been able to discover what houses Bosinney had built, nor
what his charges were. The impression he gathered was that he would be
able to make his own terms. The more he reflected on the idea, the more
he liked it. It would be keeping the thing in the family, with Forsytes
almost an instinct; and he would be able to get 'favoured-nation,' if
not nominal terms--only fair, considering the chance to Bosinney of
displaying his talents, for this house must be no common edifice.
Soames reflected complacently on the work it would be sure to bring the
young man; for, like every Forsyte, he could be a thorough optimist when
there was anything to be had out of it.
Bosinney's office was in Sloane Street, close at, hand, so that he would
be able to keep his eye continually on the plans.
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