The five monarchs of finance stood staring at each other in absolute silence.
CHAPTER XXXIV
SURPRISES MR. FLOCKART
"Well, you and your friend Felix have placed me in a very pleasant position, haven't you?" asked Lady Heyburn of Flockart, who had just entered the green-and-white morning-room at Park Street. "I hope now that you're satisfied with your blunder!"
The man addressed, in a well-cut suit of grey, a fancy vest, and patent-leather boots, still carrying his hat and stick in his hand, turned to her in surprise.
"What do you mean?" he asked. "I arrived from Paris at five this morning, and I've brought you good news."
"Nonsense!" cried the woman, starting from her chair in anger. "You can't deceive me any longer."
"Krail has discovered the whole game. The syndicate held a meeting at the office in Paris. He and I watched the arrivals. We now know who they are, and exactly what they are doing. By Jove! we never dreamed that your husband, blind though he is, is head of such a smart and influential group. Why, they're the first in Europe."
"What does that matter? Krail wants money, so do we; but even with all your wonderful schemes we get none!"
"Wait, my dear Winnie, remain patient, and we shall obtain plenty."