‘I always thought a broker was a horrid man, who came and took your furniture away.’
‘Ah, that’s another kind of broker. He comes afterwards. I promised Harrison that he should have any business which I could put in his way, so here goes. How is that?’—
‘Harrison, 13a Throgmorton Street, E.C.—Buy two hundred El Dorado Proprietaries.
‘Crosse, Woking.’
‘Doesn’t it sound rather peremptory, Frank?’
‘No, no, that is mere business.’
‘I hope he won’t be offended.’
‘I think I can answer for that.’
‘You have not said the price.’
‘One cannot say the price because one does not know it. You see, it is always going up and down. By this time it may be a little higher or a little lower than yesterday. There cannot be much change, that is certain. Great Scot, Maude, it is ten-fifteen. Three and a half minutes for a quarter of a mile. Good-bye, darling! I just love you in that bodice. O Lord—good-bye!’
‘Well, has anything happened?’