I've been there to-day and she didn't know me."
"Who sold her the stock?"
"A broker named Gilson."
"It was my stock," Donald cried "Of course she's got to be paid back!
And all the rest of them. I'll buy back every share of it, if it takes
my last dollar!"
"Will it take all you have?" Miss Lady scanned his face anxiously.
"Yes, and more. I made an investment with some of the money before I
knew the bank was in trouble; then there's the double liability law.
It wouldn't matter so much if it weren't for the trial."
"Your sister, of course, will be ready to help you. Or has she, too,
lost?"
"No," said Donald, his lips tightening, "she hasn't lost. She's had no
stock in the bank for a year. But I shan't call upon her."
"Because she opposed your course so violently? Oh, I see. A point of
honor on which I quite agree with you. But you are not going under,
Donald. We will see to that. I am not a wealthy man, as you know.
There have been times recently when the future looked very dark. But
this little lady has steered us into calmer waters. If you should, in
the course of the next few months, be in need of a reasonable sum, I
am happy to say we will be in a position to accommodate you.
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