[The Firm of Girdlestone by Arthur Conan Doyle]@TWC D-Link bookThe Firm of Girdlestone CHAPTER X 24/27
One who trades with the Afrikaner ?" "The same." Von Baumser took a bulky pocket-book from his inside pocket, and scanned a long list of names therein.
"Ah, it is the same," he cried at last triumphantly, shutting up the book and replacing it.
"Girdlestone & Co., African kauf--dat is, merchants--Fenchurch Street, City." "Those are they." "And you say dey are rich ?" "Yes." "Very rich ?" "Yes." The major began to think that his companion had been imbibing in his absence, for there was an unfathomable smile upon his face, and his red beard and towsy hair seemed to bristle from some internal excitement. "Very rich! Ho, ho! Very rich!" he laughed.
"I know dem; not as friends, Gott bewahre! but I know dem and their affairs." "What are you driving at? Let's have it.
Out with it, man." "I tell you," said the German, suddenly becoming supernaturally solemn and sawing his hand up and down in the air to emphasize his remarks, "in tree or four months, or a year at the most, there vill be no firm of Girdlestone.
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