“But you can’t,” Gretry was exclaiming. “You can’t; don’t you see we can’t meet our margin calls? It’s the end of the game. You’ve got no more money.”

“It’s a lie!” Never so long as he lived did Landry forget the voice in which Jadwin cried the words: “It’s a lie! Keep on buying, I tell you. Take all they’ll offer. I tell you we’ll touch the two dollar mark before noon.”

“Not another order goes up to that floor,” retorted Gretry. “Why, J. , ask any of these gentlemen here. They’ll tell you.”

“It’s useless, Mr. Jadwin,” said the banker, quietly. “You were practically beaten two days ago.”

“ Mr. Jadwin,” pleaded the senior clerk, “for God’s sake listen to reason. Our firm⁠—”