You will excuse us, Mr.Muir.You have had to-day and will have to-morrow, for I must take an early train." Miss Wildmere laughed, and said: "I must go with you surely, or you will think you have made a bad 'put' in railroad tickets, as well as shares, for you are like the rest, I suppose;" and with a smiling glance backward at Graydon she disappeared.
"You are mistaken," he said; "we foresaw this 'squeeze' in the market, and have money to lend if the security is ample.

We were never doing better." "Poor papa!" she sighed, "his securities are lacking, I suppose.

He does not write very cheerfully." "His security is the best in the city, in my estimation.

I'd take this little hand in preference to government bonds." "Oh, don't lend papa anything on that basis, for you would surely manage to claim the collateral, or whatever you call it in your Wall Street jargon." "You are infinitely better off than the majority in these hard times." "How so ?" "By one word you can make three rich, yourself included.

Your father only needs to be tided over a few months." "Come, come, Mr.Arnault, this is Sunday, and you must not talk business." "My fault leans to virtue's side for once." "I'm not just sure to which side it leans," was her laughing reply.
"Are you going to accept Muir ?" "I'm not going to accept any one at present--certainly not Mr.Muir before he asks me." "He will ask you." "Has he taken you into his confidence ?" "Oh, he's as patent as a country borrower." "Mr.Arnault, we must change the subject; such questions and remarks are not in good taste, to say the least.