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"
Is
.
.
.
is
there
something
wrong
,
Senor
d
’
Anconia
?
I
mean
,
on
.
.
.
on
the
Stock
Exchange
?
"
Francisco
jerked
his
finger
to
his
lips
,
with
a
frightened
glance
.
"
Keep
quiet
,
"
he
whispered
.
"
For
God
’
s
sake
,
keep
quiet
!
"
The
man
was
shaking
.
"
Something
’
s
.
.
.
wrong
?
"
"
You
don
’
t
happen
to
own
any
d
’
Anconia
Copper
stock
,
do
you
?
"
The
man
nodded
,
unable
to
speak
.
"
Oh
my
,
that
’
s
too
bad
!
Well
,
listen
,
I
’
ll
tell
you
,
if
you
give
me
your
word
of
honor
that
you
won
’
t
repeat
it
to
anyone
.
You
don
’
t
want
to
start
a
panic
.
"
"
Word
of
honor
.
.
.
"
gasped
the
man
.
"
What
you
’
d
better
do
is
run
to
your
stockbroker
and
sell
as
fast
as
you
can
—
because
things
haven
’
t
been
going
too
well
for
d
’
Anconia
Copper
,
I
’
m
trying
to
raise
some
money
,
but
if
I
don
’
t
succeed
,
you
’
ll
be
lucky
if
you
’
ll
have
ten
cents
on
your
dollar
tomorrow
morning
—
oh
my
!
I
forgot
that
you
can
’
t
reach
your
stockbroker
before
tomorrow
morning
—
well
,
it
’
s
too
bad
,
but
—
"
The
man
was
running
across
the
room
,
pushing
people
out
of
his
way
,
like
a
torpedo
shot
into
the
crowd
.
