We paid for the mine with money that didn’t belong to us.
Etchingham.
What d’you mean?
George Winter.
We’re in exactly the same position as the shop-boy who sneaks five bob from his master’s till to put it on a horse. If the horse comes in he puts it back, and if it doesn’t, he gets a month’s hard labour.... We shall get seven years.
Etchingham.
What are you talking about, George?
George Winter.
Has it escaped your memory that you and I are Directors of the Middlepool Investment Trust?
Etchingham.