He smiled.
"It's all one needs, and perhaps as good as those more complicated and more verbose."
More seriously and lowering her voice so Ray, who was still busy at the other end of the room, might not overhear, she said:
"Mr. Steell—you are so clever—you know all about everything. Tell me, do you know anything about Wall Street?"
The ingenuousness of the question amused him. With a laugh he answered:
"A little—to my sorrow."
"It's a dangerous place, isn't it?"
"Very; it has a graveyard at one end, the East River at the other, two places highly convenient at times to those who play the game."
"If luck goes against him, a man could lose his all, then?"
"Not only his all but the all of others, too—if he's that kind of a man."