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Once that same day a certain detail of business took him near to the entrance of the Floor. Though he did not so much as look inside the doors, he could not but hear the thunder of the Pit; and even in that moment of confidence, his great triumph only a few hours distant, Jadwin, for the instant, stood daunted.
"I've got to see him," answered Jadwin, sitting up. "He wouldn't come here himself unless it was for something important." "Can I come in, J.?" spoke the broker, from the hall. And even through the thick curtains they could hear how his voice rang with excitement and anxiety. "Can I come in? I followed the servant right up, you see. I know " "Yes, yes. Come in," answered Jadwin.
He thought the play was going to interest a lot of our church people in his Sunday-school. But he never said a word when it fizzled out. Is he coming to-night?" "Well I declare," said Laura. "How should I know, if you don't?" Jadwin was an almost regular visitor at the Cresslers' during the first warm evenings.
"Oh, he forgot it," she murmured, as she picked up Corthell's heart-shaped match box. She glanced at it a moment, indifferently; but her mind was full of other things. She laid it down again upon the table, and going on to her own room, went to bed. Jadwin did not come home that night, and in the morning Laura presided at breakfast table in his place. "Any message for your husband, Mrs.
At length Jadwin pushed back from the table, drank a glass of ice water, and rose, stretching. "Lord, I must get some sleep," he muttered. He threw off his clothes and went to bed, but even as he composed himself to sleep, the noises of the street in the awakening city invaded the room through the chink of the window he had left open. The noises were vague.
J. that's what Charlie and I call Jadwin J. was talking to us the other day about supporting a ward in the Children's Hospital for the children of his Sunday-school that get hurt or sick. You see he has nearly eight hundred boys and girls in his school, and there's not a week passes that he don't hear of some one of them who has been hurt or taken sick.
"Great, great!" shouted Gretry, his voice raised to make himself heard. "That's immense." The great-lunged harmony was filling the entire gallery, clear cut, each note clearly, sharply treated with a precision that, if mechanical, was yet effective. Jadwin, his eyes now on the stops, now on the sliding strip of paper, played on.
He says you can manage your Board of Trade business from out here just as well, and that you only go into town because you can't keep away from La Salle Street and the sound of the Wheat Pit." Was this true? Jadwin himself had found it difficult to answer.
At the end of the third week of the month Freye reported to Crookes that Cressler was "in," and promptly negotiations were opened between the clique and the great banking house of the Stires. But meanwhile Jadwin and Gretry, foreseeing no opposition, realising the incalculable advantage that their knowledge of the possibility of a "corner" gave them, were, quietly enough, gathering in the grain.
They advanced with great caution, taking care not to expose themselves in the open, and carrying their guns ready for use, should any of the enemy show themselves. "We cannot afford to take many chances," said James Morris, as they moved forward. "Our force at the post is too small." "Wish we had a company of Royal Americans here, to knock 'em out," said Jadwin.
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