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Then wrapping himself in his dressing-gown, he settled down in his easy-chair for the night. The night passed, as all nights will, and in the morning Mr. Bullion was calmer. The first intelligence he received after breakfast was in a message from Tonsor, delivered by a servant. "Plaze, Sur, Mr. Tonsor's compliments, and he says the banks is suspinded and money's to be asier." "Send after Mr.
The eyebrow flourished over the jocose idea; the stony eye glittered a moment like a revolving light, and then relapsed into darkness. "However, I have but one, and I think I can make her comfortable." "Yes, my boy, quite comfortable. Let me see, I owe you ten thousand. How does the new account stand?" "Here are the figures, taken from Tonsor's book," said Fletcher.
Most of his time-contracts had been met, and the change would be of the greatest service to him. He placed his shares, therefore, in Tonsor's hands with instructions to sell when prices advanced.
The clerk, not daring to break his instructions, and seeing that it was not far from two o'clock, intimated, in a half-confidential tone, that he would do well to ask Mr. Tonsor, the broker, about them. Nervous with apprehension, Monroe walked swiftly to Tonsor's office. At the door he met Fletcher coming out with exultation in every feature.
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