“At what price?” said the Major, with a searching look which was not lost by Clive, and he smiled slightly.
“At par, of course.”
“My dear sir, this is very good of you. I—I should much like to hold five hundred shares.”
“So many, sir?”
“Yes. You think it a good venture?”
“I believe in it perfectly, sir, and I would not have suggested the matter if I had not possessed perfect faith.”
“That is enough, Mr Reed, and I thank you warmly, sir, and beg you to forgive the slightest shade of distrust. Now will you confer one more favour upon me?”
“Certainly, if I can.”
“Let the shares be transferred at once, so that I may get the matter off my mind.”
“I will,” said Clive, smiling. “Is that all?”