"I am glad to meet you.

I have heard of you before, of course." Stener was long in explaining to Cowperwood just what his difficulty was.

He went at it in a clumsy fashion, stumbling through the difficulties of the situation he was suffered to meet.
"The main thing, as I see it, is to make these certificates sell at par.
I can issue them in any sized lots you like, and as often as you like.

I want to get enough now to clear away two hundred thousand dollars' worth of the outstanding warrants, and as much more as I can get later." Cowperwood felt like a physician feeling a patient's pulse--a patient who is really not sick at all but the reassurance of whom means a fat fee.

The abstrusities of the stock exchange were as his A B C's to him.
He knew if he could have this loan put in his hands--all of it, if he could have the fact kept dark that he was acting for the city, and that if Stener would allow him to buy as a "bull" for the sinking-fund while selling judiciously for a rise, he could do wonders even with a big issue.