Capitolo 37
a Change. Grant looked around him in non disguised amazement. It
seemed as a pandemonium. The room was full of men, while shouting,
gesticulating and acting likes crazy men. The floor was made the litter with
fragments of paper, and on a dais in relief the officers were of the
Exchanges, the head among them, the president, quickly calling the
names of a long list of escorts. Every name was followed by a confused
shouting, what Grant learned later to be he offers for the escort
called. There were many groups of mediators, each apparently
interested in of the safety of additional line spacing. In each of the galleries, one
to every elegant, neglecting the room of escort, curious spectators were
that on which was going looking.
Harry Decker was had a good time to the glance of Grant of surprise and
confusion.
"You will be used to him in duration", he said. "Says--there is Mr.
Reynolds. I have to speak to him."
The Mr. Reynolds was standing near a placard on that, in prominent letters,
you/he/she was written "Erie." Harry gave him a paper that him taken,
quickly thrown a look to, and then taken back his/her offer.
"He has bought as soon as thousand Eries", said Harry, apart to Grant.
"Thousand?"
"Yes, thousand actions, at fifty-five o'clock."
"Fifty-five dollars?"
"Yes."
"Because, that will make fifty-five thousand dollars", exclaimed Grant,
in wonders.
"Yes, that is just now one of the orders on that I have brought."
"A man has to have a lot of capital to continue these business,
if that is only only an article of the business of a day."
"Yes, but not so a lot how you can imagine. I cannot now explain, but
You will understand better as you follows. Now we will return and we will see if
there is anything to do in the office."
Not long after Harry it had to return again to the Change, and
Grant came with him. He found anything new to catch him/it.
A tall man of dignified presence was walking through the floor, when
a partner with an astute hit sent its tall hat that rotates through
the floor. When the victim turned the damage-creator you/he/she was intense on