But as this was something between us, I am asking you, Stacy, as my old partner." "And I am answering you, Barker, as your old partner, but also as the partner of a hundred other men, who have even a greater right to ask me.
And my answer is, not a cent!" Barker looked at him with a pale, astonished face and slightly parted lips.

Stacy rose, thrust his hands deeper in his pockets, and standing before him went on:-- "Now look here! It's time you should understand me and yourself.

Three years ago, when our partnership was dissolved by accident, or mutual consent, we will say, we started afresh, each on our own hook.

Through foolishness and bad advice you have in those three years hopelessly involved yourself as you never would have done had we been partners, and yet in your difficulty you ask me and my new partners to help you out of a difficulty in which they have no concern." "Your NEW partners ?" stammered Barker.
"Yes, my new partners; for every man who has a share, or a deposit, or an interest, or a dollar in this bank is my PARTNER--even you, with your securities at the Branch, are one; and you may say that in THIS I am protecting you against yourself." "But you have money--you have private means." "None to speculate with as you wish me to--on account of my position; none to give away foolishly as you expect me to--on account of precedent and example.

I am a soulless machine taking care of capital intrusted to me and my brains, but decidedly NOT to my heart nor my sentiment.