"No. Mr. Barron told a man just now that he thought P. M. would go to par to-morrow."
"Then I won't sell to-day."
"Why, no, wait till to-morrow. How much did you put up, Fred?"
"Oh, I had to buy on a margin," he replied.
"Of course. I didn't expect you to do otherwise. Did you put up as much as fifty dollars?"
"Yes, more," he replied.
"Oh, my!" she exclaimed. "That would get nearly ten shares on ten per cent, margin. You promised me ten per cent, for the tip, mind you."
"Yes, and you shall have it," he replied, "but don't say a word or you'd be discharged."
"Oh, I can hold my tongue when I want to," and she turned and went back into the office.