came from the brokers thick and fast like snoAv-
flakes in a blizzard; but Banatyne with steady
nerve and firm voice faced the storm and read his
OAvn and Halstead's doom Avithout a quiver.
" You see, boys, we've been standing in instead
of letting go. The market is heavily oversold,"
" Yes, and sure as boys slide down cellar doors
those shorts Avill be clamoring for stock soon.
They shan't borroAV nary a share from me," said
Hafstead, Avith an expressive Avink.
" They Avon't get any of mine," declared Bana¬
tyne, stroking his beard.
" Nor mine," ansAvered some of the croAvd, Avith
revivified hope, their anger having changed to ad¬
miration for such plucky cool-headed specula¬
Here another messenger boy pushed his Avay to
" The cry is still they come !" shouted the mine
manipulator as he waved his hand in air with a
defiant gesture which said plainer than Avords:
" Here I stand like a rock. You can't doAvn me.
I still live. Come on !" and he read the folloAving
report Avithout turning a hair :
"Bought for your account 18,900 shares 'Last
Hope' at one dollar and four bits per share"
" Suffering humanity!" ejaculated Halstead.
" Well, that's rubbing the hair the Avrong Avay and
no mistake." His lips compressed perceptibly
and a momentary pallor spread over his face, but a
quick gasp acted like a supporting prop and he
said, a happy-go-lucky smile broadening his face :