“Worth that for a judgment,” said he.
He allowed a pause to ensue.
“If you vill give a bond for the performance of your contract,” pursued Heinzman, “that vould be satisfactory.”
Orde's mind was struck chaotic by the reasonableness of this request, and the utter impossibility of acceding to it.
“How much of a bond?” he asked.
“Twenty-fife thousand vould satisfy us,” said Heinzman. “Bring us a suitable bond for that amount and ve vill sign your contract.”
Orde ran down the stairs to find Newmark. “Heinzman won't sign unless we give him a bond for performance,” he said in a low tone, as he dropped into the chair next to Newmark.
Newmark removed his unlighted cigar, looked at the chewed end, and returned it to the corner of his mouth.
“Heinzman has sense,” said he drily. “I was wondering if ordinary business caution was unknown out here.”
“Can we get such a bond? Nobody would go on my bond for that amount.”