"I see you remember it. Well, I thought I might have the luck to double it, so I went up to New York, and went to see one of them Wall Street brokers. I asked his advice, and he told me I'd better buy two hundred shares of some kind of stock, leaving the bond with him as margin. He said I was pretty sure to make a good deal of money, and I thought so myself. But the stock went down, and yesterday I got a letter from him, saying that the margin was all exhausted, and I must give him another, Or he would sell out the stock."
"Mr. Denton, you have been a fool!" exclaimed Mr. Duncan irritably. "You might have known that would be the result of your insane folly. You've lost your thousand dollars, and what have you got to show for it?"
"You may be right, squire, but I don't want to let the matter end so. I want you to give me another bond."
"You do, eh?" said Duncan indignantly. "So you want to throw away another thousand dollars, do you?"
"If I make good the margin, the stock'll go up likely, and I won't lose anything."
"You can do as you please, of course, but you will have to go elsewhere for your money."
"Will I?" asked Tony coolly. "There is no one else who would let me have the money."
"I won't let you have another cent, you may rely upon that!" exclaimed Prince Duncan furiously.
"I guess you'll think better of that, squire," said Tony, fixing his keen black eyes on the bank president.
"Why should I?" retorted Duncan, but his heart sank within him, for he understood very well what the answer would be.