"How so?"
"Do you know what I'm going to do, James Harrison?" asked Taney, with bitter irony in his voice. "I'll apprentice myself to a paperhanger, and learn to paper my rooms with my worthless railway shares. I imagine I can still learn that much."
"Ah, that's the way the wind blows!" cried the other, whistling softly.
"What did you think?"
"It was pretty bad, I suppose?"
"Bad? It was hell——"
"Were you in Wall Street on Monday?"
"Yes, and on Tuesday, too."
"And now you want to learn paperhanging?"
"Yes."