But, by God," he concluded, bringing down his fist on the desk, "I shall fight to the end, and when I go down,"-- he emphasized each word with an additional blow,--"the crash will bring down the whole damned structure on their own heads, too." He was too earnest even to apologize to her.

Constance studied the grim determination in the man's face.

He was not one of those destined to fail.
"All is not lost that is in peril, Mr.Brainard," she remarked quietly.
"That's one of the maxims of your own Wall Street." "What would you do ?" he asked.

It was not an appeal; rather it was an invitation.
"I can't say, yet.

Let me come into the office of the Trust.