If anything else occurs I will tell you." She was at the office early the next day, but not before Brainard who, bright and fresh, even though he had been up all night, was primed for the battle of his life at the opening of the market.
Brainard had swung in at the turn and had quietly accumulated the stock control which he needed.

He was now bulling the market by matching orders, pyramiding stock which he owned, using every device that was known to his astute brain.
On up went Motors, recovering the forty points, gradually, and even going beyond in the reaction.

Worthington and Sheppard had been squeezed out.

Not for a moment did he let up.
As the clock on Trinity church struck three, the closing hour, Brainard wheeled suddenly in his chair.
"Miss Dunlap," he said quietly.

"I wish that you would tell Worthington and Sheppard that I should like to see them in the board room at four." Constance looked at her watch.