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Peaney lowered his voice. "I have agents men in the offices of great corporations, and they telegraph me secrets. I know when a big stock manipulation is coming off and my clients profit by it." "Don't call to mind none, right now, do you?" Mr. Peaney looked about him cautiously. "I do," he said, in a low voice.
Peaney puts five thousand right beside it. You see it all the time. If you come out right, you just pick up the money and walk off." "No!... Say! That's slick, hain't it? Wisht you'd come along when we try, Miss O'Toole. Somehow I'd feel easier in my mind if you was along.... See you early in the mornin'.... Got to git to bed, now. Always aim to be in bed by nine.... G' night."
"Stop him!" shouted Mr. Peaney. "Don't let him go in there." But Scattergood proceeded methodically, leaving no less than three of Mr. Peaney's employees in recumbent postures along his line of march.... Pansy followed him closely, pale, but resolute.
"But if you are a friend of Miss O'Toole's possibly I can break my rule.... About how much do you wish to invest?" "Oh, say fifteen to twenty thousand. Figger on doublin' it up, or mebby better 'n that. Folks does it. I've read about 'em." "To be sure they do if they are properly advised. But one has to know the stock market like a book." "And Mr. Peaney knows it like a book," said Pansy.
"Say," expostulated Mr. Peaney, "do you expect me to hand over five thousand to that hick? He might walk off with it." "He might walk off with the hotel.... I told you you hadn't any nerve.... Why, give that fat man a taste of easy money and you couldn't drive him away.
Feelin' the way I do I sh'u'dn't be s'prised if I got a certain amount of satisfaction out of tramplin' over you." "Hey, you put that money back ..." "Mine, hain't it? Gained it lawful, didn't I?" He walked slowly toward the door, and Mr. Peaney, still barring the way, found himself sitting suddenly in an adjacent corner. Scattergood walked calmly past and made for the back room.
That Pillows man you scared knows, and Peaney acts like the man of mystery in one of the kind of plays we get around here. It's breaking out all over them.... I'll bet they've fleeced Ovid, and now they're hiding him to save themselves more than him." "And Ovid's the kind that would let himself be hid," said Scattergood. "Do you and me work together on this job?" "If I can help "
I kin afford to lose a thousand charge it up to investigatin'.... My, jest think of gainin' five thousand dollars jest by settin' down and takin' it." "It's the way money is made," said Mr. Peaney. "How'd I know I'd git the money?" Scattergood asked, with sudden doubt. "Why, you'd see it," said Pansy, with another grimace at Peaney. "You put your thousand dollars on the counter, and Mr.
"Um!... They been lettin' him make a mite of money up to now, eh? So he calc'lated on gittin' rich at one wallop. Kind of led him along, I calc'late, till they got him to swaller hook, line, and sinker ... and then they up and jerked him floppin' on to the bank.... Who owns this here bucket shop?" "Tim Peaney." "Perty slick, is he?"
"That's the smart way," Pansy said, with a little grimace at Peaney. "Why don't you try this International Utilities investment, to-morrow say for a thousand dollars?... If you come out right, then you'll know you can trust Mr. Peaney, and the next time he has some real information you can jump right in and make a fortune." "Sounds mighty reasonable.
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