“Thirty thousand dollars.”
“Well, you have that amount in this firm.”
“What do you mean?”
“If you want it, you can have it.”
Wallace considered a moment.
“That would leave me without a cent,” he replied.
“But it would save your commercial honor.”
“Harry,” cried Wallace suddenly, “couldn't this firm go on my note for thirty thousand more? Its credit is good, and that amount would save my margins.”
“You are partner,” replied Thorpe, “your signature is as good as mine in this firm.”
“But you know I wouldn't do it without your consent,” replied Wallace reproachfully. “Oh, Harry!” cried the boy, “when you needed the amount, I let you have it!”