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"As far as Trimmer is concerned," said he, quite undisturbed, "you can have his head any minute. He's a mutt." "You don't need to give me Mr. Trimmer's head," replied Bobby, quite as calmly. "I intend to get that myself." "And as for the Brightlight," continued Stone as if he had not been interrupted, "I sent Sharpe over to see you about that this morning.
The item, wherein the head-line took up more space than the news, wound up with the climax statement that Brightlight stock was being freely offered at around forty, with no takers. To her surprise, Bobby tossed the paper on Johnson's desk and laughed.
He had no sooner left the building than Johnson grabbed Bobby's telephone and called up Barrister. "This is Johnson," he said to the old attorney. "I have just sent Applerod over to you to buy fifty shares of New Brightlight at par. Take his check and hold it for delivery of the stock. I'll have it over to you within an hour, or as soon as I can have the transfer made.
"Such shreds and fragments of the Brightlight as there are left would have been wiped out anyhow; and frankly, if you must have it, I put you in there as general manager, when I shifted Johnson to the Bulletin this morning, because there was nothing to manage." Applerod threw up his hands in dismay. "And there will be less. Oh, Mr. Burnit, if your father were only here!"
With this paper to back them, Stone's council granted the right to the Consolidated Company to erect poles, string wires and supply current. We can bring suit if you say so, but you will lose it." "Bring suit, then!" ordered Bobby vehemently. "Why, Chalmers, the contract for the city lighting alone would cost the Brightlight money every year. The profit has all been made from private consumers."
Trimmer does not own one share of stock in the Brightlight Electric Company, nor will he own it," he answered. "In that case," said Bobby, "I am satisfied to consider your offer without fear of heart-disease." The departing caller met an incoming one in the outer office, and Agnes, sweeping into Bobby's room, breathlessly gasped: "That was Frank Sharpe!"
It was upon this third day that Bobby, becoming apprehensive merely because nothing had happened, received a visit from Frank Sharpe. Mr. Sharpe was as nattily dressed as ever, and presented himself as pleasantly as a summer breeze across fields of clover. "I came in to see you about merging the Brightlight Electric Company with the Consolidated, Mr. Burnit," said Mr.
Agnes, who was helping Bobby wait, came occasionally to the office of the Brightlight on business, and nearly always Bobby had reduced to paper some gaudy new scheme that had been proposed to him, over which they both might laugh.
In two minutes he had definitely ascertained that no orders had been issued by the Brightlight Electric Company nor any one connected with it, and further inquiry revealed the fact that these poles were being put up by the Consolidated. He called up Chalmers at once. "I knew I'd hear from you," said Chalmers, "and I have already been at work on the thing.
Chalmers upon the Brightlight Electric Company was a complicated affair, but, upon the whole, highly favorable.
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