“Come now, Blaney, talk business.”

“What do you want to know about that stock?”

“How are you going to vote it?”

“I guess I can vote it.”

“Are you going to stick to me?”

“I don't know whether I am or not. I'll do what the Council directs.”

Jim gave him a contemptuous glance.

“Don't be a fool, Blaney.”

“See here,” said Blaney, rising; “what are you trying to do?”

Jim rose too.