“Quite likely,” said Orde calmly.
Taylor looked at his principal in some wonder.
“Well, I must say you take it coolly enough,” said he at last.
Orde smiled.
“Do I?” said he.
“Of course,” went on Taylor after a moment, “we have a strong presumption of conspiracy to get hold of your Boom Company stock, which I believe you put up as security. But I don't see how we have any incontestable proof of it.”
“Proof? What more do we want?”
“We'd have no witness to any of these transactions; nor have we documentary proofs. It's merely moral certainty; and moral certainty isn't much in a court of law. I'll see him, if you say so, though, and scare him into some sort of an arrangement.”
Orde shook his head.
“No,” said he decidedly. “Rather not. I'll run this. Please say nothing.”