Laverick hesitated.
“No, Mr. Morrison will not be here to-day.”
It was only a few steps to his bankers, and his request for an interview with the manager was immediately granted. The latter received him kindly but with a certain restraint. There are not many secrets in the city, and Morrison’s big plunge on a particular mining share, notwithstanding its steady drop, had been freely commented upon.
“What can I do for you, Mr. Laverick?” the banker asked.
“I am not sure,” answered Laverick. “To tell you the truth, I am in a somewhat singular position.”
The banker nodded. He had not a doubt but that he understood exactly what that position was.
“You have perhaps heard,” Laverick continued slowly, “that my late partner, Mr. Morrison,—”
“Late partner?” the manager interrupted.
Laverick assented.
“We had a few words last night,” he explained “and Mr. Morrison left the office with an understanding between us that he should not return. You will receive a formal intimation of that during the course of the next day or so. We will revert to the matter presently, if you wish. My immediate business with you is to discuss the fact that I have to provide something like twenty thousand pounds to-day if I decide to take up the purchases of stock which Morrison has made.”