"You'll make money on most of these." "I expect I shall," Wingate acknowledged.

"Anyhow, it will keep you people busy and serve as a sort of visiting card here for me until--" "Until what ?" Kendrick asked, breaking a short pause.
"Until I can make up my mind how to deal with those fellows across the way.

On paper it still looks a good thing to sell them wheat, you know.
Peter Phipps has something up his sleeve for me, though.

I've got to try and find out what it is." "You'll excuse me for a moment ?" Kendrick begged.

"I'm only a human being, and I can't hold a couple of million pounds' worth of business in my hand and not set it going.