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So imprisoned and tortured was this gentle little heart, when in the month of March, Anno Domini 1815, Napoleon landed at Cannes, and Louis XVIII fled, and all Europe was in alarm, and the funds fell, and old John Sedley was ruined. We are not going to follow the worthy old stockbroker through those last pangs and agonies of ruin through which he passed before his commercial demise befell.
I then suggested that the firm might divide with me the proceeds of any business I should bring in. My offer was accepted; and the same afternoon I went to the office of a young stockbroker I knew and stayed there until three o'clock. The next day I did the same thing, and the day after.
Within about twenty minutes she had brought back Adeline, whom she had told of the Marshal's threat to his brother. The Marshal, without looking at Hector, rang the bell for his factotum, the old soldier who had served him for thirty years. "Beau-Pied," said he, "fetch my notary, and Count Steinbock, and my niece Hortense, and the stockbroker to the Treasury.
"I don't know why I shouldn't tell you," answered Mr. Paley. "He came on perfectly legitimate business. It was to call for some scrip which I held scrip of his own, of course." "Which he took away with him?" suggested Mr. Lindsey. "Naturally!" replied the stockbroker. "That was what he came for." "Did he give you any hint as to where he was going?" asked Mr. Lindsey.
You can hear the stertorous breathing of an apoplectic stockbroker, the short panting respiration of some eager speculator the rest is silence. And then the voice of the waiter proxy for the commercial Nemesis calmly enunciates the dread decree. "Philip Sheldon begs to inform the members of the House that he cannot comply with his bargains."
"Every one was on tenter-hooks, and eagerly waiting for the palpitating moment when witness would describe and identify the man who last had seen and spoken to the unfortunate woman, within five minutes probably of her strange and unaccountable death. "Personally I knew what was coming before the Scotch stockbroker spoke.
Du Tillet awoke him triumphantly, with an excessive show of joy at discovering the error. The next day Birotteau scolded Popinot and his little wife publicly, as if very angry with them for their negligence. Fifteen days later Ferdinand du Tillet got a situation with a stockbroker. He said perfumery did not suit him, and he wished to learn banking.
Margaret asked. "The man is a stockbroker. She is turning her talents to a new field, money. I hear the wedding was very smart, and they are to live on Long Island, with a yacht and half a dozen motors." "I thought she would marry differently," Isabelle observed vaguely, recalling the last time she had seen Conny. "No! Conny knows her world perfectly, that's her strength.
Peter read his reports over again, smoked a very long cigar alone in his study, and finally drove down to the city and called upon his stockbroker, who was also a personal friend. Things were flat in the city, and the latter was glad enough to welcome an important client. He began talking the usual market shop until his visitor stopped him.
"He is well off, then?" "They say that he brought half a million from Mexico," Hobson declared. "How he brought money out of that country, neither I nor anybody else on the Force can imagine. But he did it. I know the stockbroker down-town who handles his investments. Here's our man at last!"
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