Colonel Bouncer is another. I have more."

"Thanks!" snapped Washer. "I'll give you two and a half millions for
that property."

"I'd rather finance the Terminal Hotel. Let me show you a
perspective sketch of it, Mr. Washer," and he opened the drawer of
his desk.

"You'll have to excuse me," blurted Mr. Washer. "Good day!" and he
was gone.

"I didn't know you had Close," commented Loring in surprise. "How
did you hypnotize him?"

"Showed him a profit. Mr. Courtney told me last night that Close
boosted me yesterday, so I sold him some stock this morning. Say,
Loring, how did you square that fifteen thousand attachment?"

"None of your business," said Loring.

Mr. Washer rushed in to see Mr. Close.

"I see you've subscribed for stock in the Terminal Hotel Company,"
he observed. "To accommodate a client?"

"No, because I thought it would be a good investment," Mr. Close
informed him, turning up the edge of a piece of paper and creasing
it as carefully as if it had been money. "Of course I would not care
to have my action influence others."