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At Newmark's he turned in between the oleanders. Mallock answered his ring. "No, sir, Mr. Newmark is out, sir," said Mallock. "I'll tell him you called, sir," and started respectfully but firmly to close the door. But Orde thrust his foot and knee in the opening. "I'll come in and wait," said he quietly.
To this Orde could hardly in reason oppose an objection, as it nearly duplicated his own transaction of 1878. Newmark therefore, through Heinzman, lent this sum to himself. It may now be permitted to forecast events in the line of Newmark's reasoning. If his plans should work out, this is what would happen: in 1883 the firm's note for $75,000 would come due. Orde would be unable to pay it.
A loan on the California timber would solve all problems now. In this reasoning Orde would have committed the mistake of all large and generous temperaments when called upon to measure natures more subtle than their own. * The author has considered it useless to burden the course of the narrative with a detailed account of Newmark's financial manoeuvres.
At this game many good scores fell into disintegration, for it required great quickness of manipulation to catch both before one should reach the ground. Mr. Newmark's snap method here stood him in good stead. When Mr. Kincaid stepped to the trap, the stranger turned to his friend. "Here's where the old fellow falls down, I'm afraid," said he a trifle regretfully.
"I don't know about it's being pure," replied Orde drolly, "but it's simple enough, if you know how to make the wheels go 'round. How is it, boys will you back my play?" And such was their confidence that, in face of Newmark's demonstration, they said they would. After the men had been paid off, perhaps a dozen of them hung around the yards awaiting evening and the rendezvous named by Orde.
Orde, returning to Lansing after a trip devoted to the carrying out of Newmark's directions as to finances, was dismayed at the tangle of strategy and cross-strategy, innuendo, vague and formless cobweb forces by which he was surrounded. He could make nothing of them. They brushed his face, he felt their influence, yet he could place his finger on no tangible and comprehensible solidity.
Now, with the history of a drive behind it, it had become a living entity. Orde would have fought against its dissolution as he would have fought against a murder. Yet he had practically to stand one side, watching Newmark's slender, gray-clad, tense figure gliding here and there, more silent, more reserved, more watchful every day. The fight endured through most of the first half of the session.
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