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Updated: May 22, 2025
The best thing that has turned up so far is an interest in the Brightlight Electric Company offered me to-day by Frank L. Sharpe." "What!" shrieked Biff in a high falsetto, and slapped himself smartly on the wrist. "Has he been here? I thought it seemed kind of close. Give me a cigarette till I fumigate." "What's the matter with the Brightlight Electric Company?" demanded Bobby. "Nothing.
"By a valuation of five hundred thousand dollars you mean that the Brightlight stock-holders can exchange each share of their stock for one share in the Consolidated?" "That's it, precisely," said Mr. Sharpe without a smile. "You're joking," objected Bobby. "My stock in the Brightlight is worth to-day one hundred and fifty dollars a share.
In the first place, I needed the money; in the second place, you were insistent upon control and abused it; in the third place, since the increased capitalization and change of management the quotations on Brightlight Electric dropped from one-seventy-two to one-sixty-five, and I got out before it could drop any lower.
"After all, business is business," he declared to himself, "and I don't see where Sharpe's personality figures in this Brightlight Electric deal, especially since I am to have control." Accordingly he directed Chalmers and Johnson to make a thorough investigation of that corporation. The report of Mr. Johnson and Mr.
The Brightlight needs more capital for expansion, and I have too many other interests, even aside from the Consumers' Electric Light and Power and the United Gas and Fuel Companies, to spare the money myself and the Brightlight is too good to let the general public in on." He smiled again, quite meaningly this time. "This is quite confidential, of course," he added.
"If his bequests are conditional I shall have to accept the conditions; but, nevertheless, I am going to fight; and I am going to keep the Brightlight Electric!" Mechanically he opened the other letter now. The contents were to this effect: To My Son Upon His Losing Money in a Public Service Corporation "Every buzz-saw claims some fingers.
Chalmers, after considering the matter, positively refuses to bring suit. The whole game is over. I have the Brightlight Company on my hands at a net dead loss of every cent I have sunk into it, and it can not pay me a penny so long as these men remain in power. I am going to fight them with their own weapons, but that is a matter of years.
"To make my fortune," he gravely assured her. "Mr. Sharpe wants me to go into the Brightlight Electric Company with him." "I can imagine your courteous adroitness in putting the man back in his place," she laughed. "How preposterous! Why, he's utterly impossible!" "Ye-e-es?" questioned Bobby. "But you know, Agnes, this isn't a pink-tea affair.
"After thorough investigation by my own lawyer and my own bookkeeper, the Brightlight proves to have been a profitable enterprise for a great many years, and is in as good condition now as it ever was. Why shouldn't I go into it?" Biff winked. "Because it's no fun being the goat," he replied. "Say, tell me, did you ever earn a pull with this bunch?" "No."
"My legal and business advisers tell me that it would be a good investment, and I am ready to take hold of the Brightlight Electric as soon as the formalities can be arranged." Stone grunted his approval, and immediately rose, looking at his watch. "Pleased to have met you, Mr. Burnit," he rumbled hoarsely, and took his coat and hat. "Sorry I can't stay. Promised to meet a man."
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