CHAPTER XXVIII
It was within half an hour of closing time that same afternoon when Lutchester walked into James Van Teyl's office. The young man greeted him with some surprise.
"Will you do some business for me?" Lutchester asked, without any preliminaries.
"Sure!"
"How many Anglo-French will you buy for me? I can obtain credit by cable to-morrow through any bank for twenty or thirty thousand pounds."
"You want to buy Anglo-French?" Van Teyl repeated softly.
His visitor nodded.
"Any news?"
Lutchester hesitated, and Van Teyl continued with an apologetic gesture.
"I beg your pardon. That's not my job, anyway, to ask questions. I'll buy you twenty-five thousand, if you like. Guess they can't drop much lower."