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"A time bargain?" quavered the coffin-maker. "No. Money down, and scrip handed over." "I I can't. The fact is, my dear young friend, I have sold all my stock already!" "Then permit me to ask, Mr Sawley, what possible objection you can have to the present aspect of affairs?
The Hieland lairds are pitting their best fit foremost. Will ye apply for shares?" "I think I'll tak' twa hundred. Wha's Sir Polloxfen Tremens?" "He'll be yin o' the Ayrshire folk. He used to rin horses at the Paisley races." "D'ye ken ony o' the directors, Jimsy?" "I ken Sawley fine. Ye may depend on't, it's a gude thing if he's in't, for he's a howkin' body." "Then it's sure to gae up.
There we can wean ourselves, as it were, from life, and, beneath the melancholy yew and cypress, anticipate the setting star. How often there have I seen the procession the funeral of some very, very little child" "Selina, my love," said Mrs Sawley, "have the kindness to ring for the cookies."
You do not surely suppose that we are going to issue new shares and bring down the market, simply because you have realised at a handsome premium?" "A handsome premium! O Lord!" moaned Sawley. "Why, what did you get for them?" "Four, three, and two and a half." "A very considerable profit indeed," said I; "and you ought to be abundantly thankful. We shall talk this matter over at another time, Mr.
"A time-bargain?" quavered the coffin-maker. "No. Money down, and scrip handed over." "I I can't. The fact is, my dear young friend, I have sold all my stock already!" "Then permit me to ask, Mr. Sawley, what possible objection you can have to the present aspect of affairs?
Sawley spent the Sunday, or whether he had recourse for mental consolation to Peden; but on Monday morning he presented himself at my door in full funeral costume, with about a quarter of a mile of crape swathed round his hat, black gloves, and a countenance infinitely more doleful than if he had been attending the interment of his beloved wife. "Walk in, Mr. Sawley," said I, cheerfully.
Selina, who is a sensible girl, has serious qualms on the subject." "Then why not get out of it? I have no objection to run the risk, and if you like to transact with me, I will pay you ready money for every share you have at the present market price." Sawley writhed uneasily in his chair. "Will you sell me five hundred, Mr Sawley? Say the word and it is a bargain."
Mr Sawley, who officiated as our chairman, was kind enough, before parting, to pass a very flattering eulogium upon the excellence and candour of all the preliminary arrangements.
Sawley and his disciples, who, as M'Corkindale suspected, were at the bottom of the whole transaction, having beared to their hearts' content, now came into the market to purchase, in order to redeem their engagements. I have no means of knowing in what frame of mind Mr.
The name, I thought, was familiar to me, but there was something in the appearance of Mr Dalgleish which, notwithstanding the smiles of Miss Selina, rendered a rivalship in that quarter utterly out of the question. I hate injustice, so let me do due honour in description to the Sawley banquet. The tea-urn most literally corresponded to its name.
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