It was wildcat, and everybody knew it.

The stock was for sale at a give-away.

What does Sir Launcelot do, but--" "Yes, I know; he quietly picked up nearly all of it for a song; then he bought about twice as much more, deliverable upon call; and he was about to call when I left." "Very well, he did call.

The boys couldn't deliver.

Oh, he had them--and he just settled his grip and squeezed them.