“I know it. But what am I to do? I’ve practically no capital to enlarge the business, and I don’t care to mortgage what I have and pay a high rate of interest when, just at the critical moment, we might have a commercial crisis and I would then lose everything.”
“Quite right; quite right, and a safe principle. Well, that’s what I came to see you about. I have had my eye on you and this factory for some time. Now, if you want capital I will furnish it on the condition that an accountant of mine examines the books and finds everything promising a fair return for enlarging the business. Of course I take your word for the state of affairs all right enough, but business is business, you know, and besides I want to get an expert opinion on how much enlargement it will stand. I suppose you could manage a manufactory ten or twenty times larger as easily as you do this one.”
“Quite,” said Mr. Crandall.
“Then what do you say to my coming round to-morrow at 9 with my man?”
“That would suit me all right.”
Mr. John Crandall walked home a very much elated man that night.
“Well, doctor,” said the patient in a very weak voice, “what is the verdict!”
“It is just as I said before. You will have to take a rest. You know I predicted this breakdown.”
“Can’t you give me something that will fix me up temporarily? It is almost imperative that I should stay on just now.”