"There's Captain Drummond; you and he are old friends.

You were comrades in the Mexican War, weren't you ?" "That be d----d!" said his visitor bitterly.

"All his interests are the other way, and in a trade of this kind, you know, Stacy, that a man would sacrifice his own brother.

Do you suppose that he'd let up on a sure thing that he's got just because he and I fought side by side at Cerro Gordo?
Come! what are you giving us?
You're the last man I ever expected to hear that kind of flapdoodle from.

If it's because your bank has got some other interest and you can't advise me, why don't you say so ?" Nevertheless, in spite of Stacy's abrupt disclaimer, he left a few minutes later, half convinced that Stacy's lukewarmness was due to some adverse influence.