He's not likely to refuse a clear twenty thousand pounds' profit on some shares he's not particularly interested in." Dredlinton knocked the ash from his cigar.

He leaned over towards his companion.
"Look here, Phipps," he said, "you can never reckon exactly on what a fellow like Wingate will do or what he won't do.

It is just possible I may be able to help in this matter." "Good man!" the other exclaimed.

"How ?" Dredlinton hesitated for a moment.

There was a particularly ugly smile upon his lips.
"Let us put it in this way," he said.