Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 27, 2025
I rose infinitely superior to the stupid scruples which sprang up in me half inward cries about a certain stain on my honour. I bade good-bye to the whole of them. I was no hero no virtuous idiot. I had my senses left. So I took the blanket under my arm and went to No. 5 Stener's Street. I knocked, and entered the big, strange room for the first time.
"You see what it is, father," he said, dramatically, after a time. "Cowperwood's been using this money of Stener's to pick up stocks, and he's in a hole. If it hadn't been for this fire he'd have got away with it; but now he wants you and Simpson and Mollenhauer and the others to pull him out. He's a nice fellow, and I like him fairly well; but you're a fool if you do as he wants you to.
The judge now moved to pick up the papers in connection with Stener's case, satisfied that he had given the financiers no chance to say he had not given due heed to their plea in Cowperwood's behalf and yet certain that the politicians would be pleased that he had so nearly given Cowperwood the maximum while appearing to have heeded the pleas for mercy.
It irritated him greatly, but he was tactful enough to be quite suave and respectful. "I did get a check for sixty thousand dollars, that's true," he replied, with apparent frankness, "the day before I assigned. It was for certificates I had purchased, however, on Mr. Stener's order, and was due me. I needed the money, and asked for it. I don't see that there is anything illegal in that."
Stener's money, he has never wanted for his interest on that, and more than his interest." "Quite so," replied Mollenhauer, looking Cowperwood in the eye steadily and estimating the force and accuracy of the man at their real value. "I understand exactly how it has all come about, Mr. Cowperwood. No doubt Mr. Stener owes you a debt of gratitude, as does the remainder of the city administration.
He knew a great deal about human nature, and he was ready for and expectant of any queer shift in an individual's attitude, particularly in time of panic; but this shift of Stener's was quite too much. "Whom else have you been talking to, George, since I saw you? Whom have you seen? What did Sengstack have to say?"
Did Mr. Stener's general office, meet his secretary, tell him he had purchased sixty thousand dollars' worth of city loan, ask for the check, get it, put it in his pocket, walk off, and never make any return of any kind in any manner, shape, or form to the city, and then, subsequently, twenty-four hours later, fail, owing this and five hundred thousand dollars more to the city treasury, or did he not?
His testimony as to Stener's astonishment on discovering that his chief clerk had given Cowperwood a check was against the latter; but Cowperwood hoped to overcome the effect of this by his own testimony later. Up to now both Steger and Cowperwood felt that they were doing fairly well, and that they need not be surprised if they won their case. The trial moved on.
I don't know who else will, Frank, if he don't. He's one of the big political forces in this town." "Listen to me," began Cowperwood, eyeing him fixedly. Then he paused. "What did he say you should do about your holdings?" "Sell them through Tighe & Company and put the money back in the treasury, if you won't take them." "Sell them to whom?" asked Cowperwood, thinking of Stener's last words.
He paused, for Stener's face had become a jelly-like mass of woe. "I can't, Frank," he wailed. "I tell you I can't. They'll punish me worse than ever if I do that. They'll never let up on me. You don't know these people." In Stener's crumpling weakness Cowperwood read his own fate. What could you do with a man like that? How brace him up? You couldn't!
Word Of The Day
Others Looking