Финансист

Chapter XXV

           That’sright,isn’tit?That’sjustwhatyouproposetodo—loseit,andeverythingelsebesides.Iwanttotellyouwhatitis,George—you’velostyourmind.You’veletasinglemessagefromMollenhauerfrightenyoutodeath,andbecauseofthatyou’regoingtoriskyourfortune,yourreputation,yourstanding—everything.DoyoureallyrealizewhatthismeansifIfail?Youwillbeaconvict,Itellyou,George.Youwillgotoprison.ThisfellowMollenhauer,whoissoquicktotellyouwhatnottodonow,willbethelastmantoturnahandforyouonceyou’redown.Why,lookatme—I’vehelpedyou,haven’tI?Haven’tIhandledyouraffairssatisfactorilyforyouuptonow?WhatinHeaven’snamehasgotintoyou?Whathaveyoutobeafraidof?"

           Stenerwasjustabouttomakeanotherweakrejoinderwhenthedoorfromtheouterofficeopened,andAlbertStires,Stener’schiefclerk,entered.StenerwastooflusteredtoreallypayanyattentiontoStiresforthemoment;butCowperwoodtookmattersinhisownhands.

           "Whatisit,Albert?"heasked,familiarly.

           "Mr.SengstackfromMr.MollenhauertoseeMr.Stener."

           AtthesoundofthisdreadfulnameStenerwiltedlikealeaf.Cowperwoodsawit.Herealizedthathislasthopeofgettingthethreehundredthousanddollarswasnowprobablygone.Stillhedidnotproposetogiveupasyet.

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