“Just so; and for some years back Davenport Dunn managing man.”
Grog gave a very slight start, and then asked, carelessly, why he was leaving Dunn's employment.
“Dunn's going to shut up shop. Dunn is to be a peer, next week, and retires from business. He is to be in Tuesday's 'Gazette,' so Hankes tells me.”
“He has done the thing well, I suppose?” said Davis, coolly.
“Hankes says something like two millions sterling. Pretty well for a fellow that started without a sixpence.”
“I wonder he could n't have done something better for Hankes than that paltry place.”
“So he might, and so he would; but you see, Simmy did n't like waiting. He's a close fellow, and one can't get much out of him; but I can perceive that he was anxious to get off the coach.”
“Did n't like the pace,—didn't trust the tackle overmuch,” said Grog, carelessly.
“Something of that kind, I 've no doubt,” rejoined Fisk.
“Have you any pull over this same Hankes, Tom?” said Grog, confidentially.