Capitolo 91
in the City.
"You/he/she cannot do them in my his/her own name, you know", he slightly observed, to
last laying down his/her arc, and replacing the white rose and greediness in his
buttonhole of top going away. "Not official for a bank EMPLOYE to operate
on the Stock exchange. The heads object to him. Then I do mine little
you risk in the name of Tom instead, my brother-in-law, Tom Whitley.
Those Cedulases it climbed another eighth yesterday. Strikes again well: I am
always fortunate. And that was a good thing I put her in last week,
it also was not? Did he/she sell to-day out? They is above to 96 and you
bought in to 80."
"No, I didn't sell to-day", Guy answered, with a gapes. "I am holding
on anchor for a further increase. I thought me I would sell out when them
also arrived him one hundred."
"My dear individual, you are wrong", Nevitt eagerly put in. "You owe
to have sold to-day. It is the top of the market. They will start
you decline soon, and when once they starts them they will come down with a
collapses as P.L.' s made Saturday. You take my suggestion and he/she sell out
before morning of to-tomorrow of thing. You will clarify sixteen pounds on each
of Your actions. That is enough for some man. You bought ten stocks,
Do I think, didn't it do her? You are well there, you see; one hundred and
sixty street-hand for You on Your bargain."
Guy made a break and reflected a doubtful moment. "Yes, I will sell out
to-tomorrow, Nevitt" that he has said, after a struggle "or that al which comes
the same thing, you can sell out for me. But, you know, my darling
individual, I sometimes imagine me I am a fool for my pains, while going in for
this whole foolish speculation. Hammer better to my guinea a column in
the morning Posts. The risks are so great, and the earningses so small.
I don't believe that outsider should support their fortune this all like
on the Stock exchange."
Montague Nevitt was acquiescent with happy promptitude. "I agree
with You down to the earth", he said, while lighting up a cigarette, and
vigorously puffing away to him. "Outsiders don't owe again them