There is some risk, and we will take it; but if you can't keep up your end, we will stand our loss, of course, and then--we'll let the thing go.

This mine can wait; it has been shut up before, as you know.

You must understand that under no circumstances will we consent to throw good money after bad." Thus the great personage had spoken then, in his own private office, in a great city where other men (very considerable in the eyes of a vain populace) waited with alacrity upon a wave of his hand.

And rather more than a year later, during his unexpected appearance in Sulaco, he had emphasized his uncompromising attitude with a freedom of sincerity permitted to his wealth and influence.

He did this with the less reserve, perhaps, because the inspection of what had been done, and more still the way in which successive steps had been taken, had impressed him with the conviction that Charles Gould was perfectly capable of keeping up his end.
"This young fellow," he thought to himself, "may yet become a power in the land." This thought flattered him, for hitherto the only account of this young man he could give to his intimates was-- "My brother-in-law met him in one of these one-horse old German towns, near some mines, and sent him on to me with a letter.