The Market-Place by Harold Frederic
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to do pretty well on credit. You see, ready money was
getting short. "And now came the biggest pull of all. There was the press to be worked." He spoke as if there were no other papers in London but the financial journals. "I didn't sleep much while that was being fixed up. You've got no more idea of what the press means, Louisa, than you have of--of a coil of snakes thawing out hungry in the spring. Why, if one blackmailer came to me, I swear a hundred did. They scared the life out of me, the first month or so. And then there's a swarm of advertising agents, who say they can keep these blackmailers off, if you'll make it worth their while. But they all wanted too much money for me--and for a while I was at my wits' ends. At last I got a fellow--he's not behaved so badly, all things considered--who had some sporting blood in his veins, and he was willing to do the whole thing for 5,000 pounds, if I could pay 1,500 pounds down, and the rest in shares. But that was just what I couldn't do, you see, so finally he took 1,000 pounds down and 5,000 in shares--and as I say he's done it tolerably well. There was one editor that I had to square personally--that is to say, 100 pounds cash--it had to be in sovereigns, for notes could be traced--and a call of 2,000 shares at par,--he's the boss pirate that everybody has to square--and of course there were odd ten-pound notes here and there, but as a rule I |
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