Finally the big broker’s warning that at any moment he might expect to be lost in the shuffle if he tempted fortune too far decided his course of action for the next day.
“I’ll order Mr. Bird to sell first thing in the morning,” he said to himself.
Once he had reached a decision, the matter was settled for good and all.
Notwithstanding that fact, his dreams that night were enough to set his hair on end.
Nevertheless he was perfectly cool and collected next morning when he reached the office and exchanged the usual greetings with Millie Price.
“I’ve never seen you look so much like a little man of business as you do to-day, Jack,” laughed Millie.
“And I’ve never seen you look half so pretty as you do this morning,” responded the lad, gallantly.
Millie blushed to the eyes.
“Really, you’re too complimentary for anything,” she said as she busied herself with her machine.
Jack laughed.