Vane of the Timberlands by Harold Bindloss
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"I know he is." Vane frowned. "It strikes me he's suspiciously anxious.
The arrangement he has in view would give him a pretty strong hold upon the company; and there are ways in which he could squeeze us." "It's possible. But, looking at it as a purely personal matter, there are inducements he could offer ye. Horsfield's a man who has the handling of other folks' money, if he has no that much of his own. It might be wise to stand in with him." "So he hinted," Vane answered dryly. "Your argument was about the worst you could have used, Mr. Nairn," Carroll laughed. "Weel," drawled Nairn good-humoredly, "I'm no urging it. I would not see your partner make enemies for the want of a warning." "He'd probably do so, in any case; it's a gift of his. On the other hand, it's fortunate that he has a way of making friends. The two things sometimes go together." Vane turned to Nairn with signs of impatience. "It might save trouble if I state that while I'm a director of the Clermont I expect to be content with a fair profit on my stock in the company." "He's modest," Carroll commented. "What he means is that he doesn't propose to augment that profit by taking advantage of his position." |
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