"I am going to take him away from here." Da Souza was no longer cringing.

He shrugged his shoulders and thrust his fat little hands into his trousers pockets.
"Very well," he said darkly, "you go your own way.

You won't take my advice.

I've been a City man all my life, and I know a thing or two.

You bring Monty to the general meeting of the Bekwando Company and explain his position, and I tell you, you'll have the whole market toppling about your ears.