The manager at once became cold and haughty.
“Everybody wants one nowadays. Black Saturday has ruined many people.”
“I don’t deny that it has caused some temporary embarrassment to my firm too....”
“I know,” said the manager drily.
The whole face of Christopher was anxiously convulsed.
“A short loan would help me considerably....”
“What security do you offer? The name of Ulwing?” Owl-face smiled, “that I am afraid is no longer enough....”
“My books are at your disposal, allow me ...” stuttered Christopher. He felt clearly that he was humiliating himself before a stranger, though he knew but dared not confess to himself that it was useless. He also knew that it was hopeless to argue and still he argued.
The manager looked coldly into his eyes.
“The Bank is carefully informed of everything.”