“But there is no need of it.”
“Ah, ah!”
“And I can manage to carry every thing through by adding to our reserve fund my own personal fortune.”
This time the hurrahs and the bravos drowned the voice.
M. de Thaller received them like a man who deserves them, and, more slowly,
“Honor commanded it,” he continued. “I confess it, gentlemen, the wretch who has so basely deceived us had my entire confidence. You will understand my apparent blindness when you know with what infernal skill he managed.”
Loud imprecations burst on all sides against Vincent Favoral. But the president of the Mutual Credit proceeded,
“For the present, all I have to ask of you is to keep cool, and continue to give me your confidence.”
“Yes, yes!”
“The panic of night before last was but a stock-gambling manoeuvre, organized by rival establishments, who were in hopes of taking our clients away from us. They will be disappointed, gentlemen. We will triumphantly demonstrate our soundness; and we shall come out of this trial more powerful than ever.”