"A handsome premium! O Lord!" moaned Sawley.
"Why, what did you get for them?"
"Four, three, and two and a half."
"A very considerable profit indeed," said I; "and you ought to be abundantly thankful. We shall talk this matter over at another time, Mr Sawley, but just now I must beg you to excuse me. I have a particular engagement this morning with my broker—rather a heavy transaction to settle—and so"——
"It's no use beating about the bush any longer," said Mr Sawley in an excited tone, at the same time dashing down his crape-covered castor on the floor. "Did you ever see a ruined man with a large family? Look at me, Mr Dunshunner—I'm one, and you've done it!"
"Mr Sawley! are you in your senses?"
"That depends on circumstances. Haven't you been buying stock lately?"
"I am glad to say I have—two thousand Glenmutchkins, I think, and this is the day of delivery."
"Well, then—can't you see how the matter stands? It was I who sold them!"
"Well!"