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Our heroine, possessed of two hundred thousand pounds, could not fail to have a large share of incense every thing she said, or looked, was applauded in Sir Thomas Stock's family; and she would have found admiration delightful, if she had not suspected that her fortune alone entitled her to all this applause. This was rather a mortifying reflection.
But last night got him in the vitals hit him between the eyes; and his stock's not worth ten cents in the dollar to-day. But though the pumas are out, and he's done, and'll never see his way out of the hole he's in" he laughed at his grisly joke" it's natural to let him down easy. You've looked his way; he did you a good turn at the Carillon Rapids, and you'd do one for him if you could.
He's an old hand got too many tricks in the bag to let her get the piece away from him but he's found a girl that can play with him at last, and he'll use every value she's got. He knows good property when he sees it. She's got a pretty good box of tricks herself; stock's the way to learn 'em, but it's apt to take the bloom off. It hasn't taken off any of hers, the darlin'! What do you think, Mr.
Without attempting to operate the factory, my reasoning ran, they had taken advantage of the stock's low price to double whatever they cared to invest twice yearly. It was a neat and wellshaped little racket and discovery, as the broker admitted, would have exposed them to legal action. Only my recklessness with the checks from the Weekly Ruminant and the Honeycomb had broken the routine.
Eugene Stock's History of the C.M.S. a book which, in spite of some startling inaccuracies, throws a welcome light on many obscure passages of our history. More reliable than either of these varying presentations of the bishop's policy and work is the small volume of "Annals of the Colonial Church.
But I do suggest that we carry more liquid assets and a bigger cash balance than we have ever done, so as to be able to take advantage of opportunities that may present themselves. Now, take our Ninth National Bank stock, for instance. The Duane Trust Company crowd are trying to buy the control, and the stock's higher than it's ever been.
In a capital city, such numerous claimants for distinction appear, with beauty, birth, wit, fashion, or wealth to support their pretensions, that the vanity of an individual, however clamorous, is immediately silenced, if not humbled. When Miss Turnbull went into public, she was surprised by the discovery of her own, nay even of Lady Stock's insignificance.
He waited for an answer, then as she shifted her feet impatiently he went on with dogged persistence. It was useless, he knew it; and yet, sometime in the future, she might recall what he had said and take advantage of it. "Well, all right, then," he assented, "but the stock's yours if you want it. I'm holding it for you, in trust.
'Wal'r! said the Captain at last. 'I've got it. 'Have you, Captain Cuttle? cried Walter, with great animation. 'Come this way, my lad, said the Captain. 'The stock's the security. I'm another. Your governor's the man to advance money. 'Mr Dombey! faltered Walter. The Captain nodded gravely. 'Look at him, he said. 'Look at Gills. If they was to sell off these things now, he'd die of it.
After waiting above an hour and a half beyond their usual time, the family were sitting down to dinner the next day, when Miss Turnbull, in Lady Stock's fine carriage, drove up the avenue Frederick handed her out of the carriage with more ceremony and less affection than he had ever shown before. Old Mr. Elmour's manner was also more distant, and Ellen's colder.
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