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"
Two
thousand
shares
of
American
offered
at
two-twenty
!
Shall
I
take
them
?
"
The
man
who
was
'
phoning
was
in
sight
of
another
man
who
stood
at
the
railing
of
the
brokers
'
gallery
overlooking
"
the
pit
,
"
or
central
room
of
the
stock-exchange
,
and
who
instantly
transferred
any
sign
he
might
receive
to
the
man
on
the
floor
.
So
Mr.
Hull
's
"
yea
"
or
"
nay
"
would
be
almost
instantly
transmuted
into
a
cash
transaction
on
'
change
.
"
What
do
you
think
of
that
?
"
asked
Hull
of
Stackpole
,
putting
his
hand
over
the
receiver
's
mouth
,
his
right
eyelid
drooping
heavier
than
ever
.
"
Two
thousand
more
to
take
up
!
Where
d'you
suppose
they
are
coming
from
?
Tch
!
"
"
Well
,
the
bottom
's
out
,
that
's
all
,
"
replied
Stackpole
,
heavily
and
gutturally
.
"
We
ca
n't
do
what
we
ca
n't
do
.
I
say
this
,
though
:
support
it
at
two-twenty
until
three
o'clock
.
Then
we
'll
figure
up
where
we
stand
and
what
we
owe
.
And
meanwhile
I
'll
see
what
I
can
do
.
If
the
banks
wo
n't
help
us
and
Arneel
and
that
crowd
want
to
get
from
under
,
we
'll
fail
,
that
's
all
;
but
not
before
I
've
had
one
more
try
,
by
Jericho
!
They
may
not
help
us
,
but
--
"
Actually
Mr.
Stackpole
did
not
see
what
was
to
be
done
unless
Messrs.
Hand
,
Schryhart
,
Merrill
,
and
Arneel
were
willing
to
risk
much
more
money
,
but
it
grieved
and
angered
him
to
think
he
and
Hull
should
be
thus
left
to
sink
without
a
sigh
.
He
had
tried
Kaffrath
,
Videra
,
and
Bailey
,
but
they
were
adamant
.
Thus
cogitating
,
Stackpole
put
on
his
wide-brimmed
straw
hat
and
went
out
.
It
was
nearly
ninety-six
in
the
shade
.
The
granite
and
asphalt
pavements
of
the
down-town
district
reflected
a
dry
,
Turkish-bath-room
heat
.
There
was
no
air
to
speak
of
.
The
sky
was
a
burning
,
milky
blue
,
with
the
sun
gleaming
feverishly
upon
the
upper
walls
of
the
tall
buildings
.
Mr.
Hand
,
in
his
seventh-story
suite
of
offices
in
the
Rookery
Building
,
was
suffering
from
the
heat
,
but
much
more
from
mental
perturbation
.
Though
not
a
stingy
or
penurious
man
,
it
was
still
true
that
of
all
earthly
things
he
suffered
most
from
a
financial
loss
.
How
often
had
he
seen
chance
or
miscalculation
sweep
apparently
strong
and
valiant
men
into
the
limbo
of
the
useless
and
forgotten
!
Since
the
alienation
of
his
wife
's
affections
by
Cowperwood
,
he
had
scarcely
any
interest
in
the
world
outside
his
large
financial
holdings
,
which
included
profitable
investments
in
a
half-hundred
companies
.
But
they
must
pay
,
pay
,
pay
heavily
in
interest
--
all
of
them
--
and
the
thought
that
one
of
them
might
become
a
failure
or
a
drain
on
his
resources
was
enough
to
give
him
an
almost
physical
sensation
of
dissatisfaction
and
unrest
,
a
sort
of
spiritual
and
mental
nausea
which
would
cling
to
him
for
days
and
days
or
until
he
had
surmounted
the
difficulty
.
Mr.
Hand
had
no
least
corner
in
his
heart
for
failure
.
As
a
matter
of
fact
,
the
situation
in
regard
to
American
Match
had
reached
such
proportions
as
to
be
almost
numbing
.
Aside
from
the
fifteen
thousand
shares
which
Messrs.
Hull
and
Stackpole
had
originally
set
aside
for
themselves
,
Hand
,
Arneel
,
Schryhart
,
and
Merrill
had
purchased
five
thousand
shares
each
at
forty
,
but
had
since
been
compelled
to
sustain
the
market
to
the
extent
of
over
five
thousand
shares
more
each
,
at
prices
ranging
from
one-twenty
to
two-twenty
,
the
largest
blocks
of
shares
having
been
bought
at
the
latter
figure
.
Actually
Hand
was
caught
for
nearly
one
million
five
hundred
thousand
dollars
,
and
his
soul
was
as
gray
as
a
bat
's
wing
.
At
fifty-seven
years
of
age
men
who
are
used
only
to
the
most
successful
financial
calculations
and
the
credit
that
goes
with
unerring
judgment
dread
to
be
made
a
mark
by
chance
or
fate
.
It
opens
the
way
for
comment
on
their
possibly
failing
vitality
or
judgment
.
And
so
Mr.
Hand
sat
on
this
hot
August
afternoon
,
ensconced
in
a
large
carved
mahogany
chair
in
the
inner
recesses
of
his
inner
offices
,
and
brooded
.
Only
this
morning
,
in
the
face
of
a
falling
market
,
he
would
have
sold
out
openly
had
he
not
been
deterred
by
telephone
messages
from
Arneel
and
Schryhart
suggesting
the
advisability
of
a
pool
conference
before
any
action
was
taken
.
Come
what
might
on
the
morrow
,
he
was
determined
to
quit
unless
he
saw
some
clear
way
out
--
to
be
shut
of
the
whole
thing
unless
the
ingenuity
of
Stackpole
and
Hull
should
discover
a
way
of
sustaining
the
market
without
his
aid
.
While
he
was
meditating
on
how
this
was
to
be
done
Mr.
Stackpole
appeared
,
pale
,
gloomy
,
wet
with
perspiration
.
