"
"We will have to take up in that time," said Newmark, who seemed to
have the statistics at his finger-tips, "the two payments on our
timber, the note on the First National, the Commercial note, the
remaining liabilities on the Boom Company--about three hundred
thousand all told, counting the interest."
Orde crumpled the paper and threw it into the waste basket.
"Correct," said he. "Good enough. I ought to get along on a margin
like that."
He went over to his own desk, where he again set to figuring on his
pad. The results he eyed a little doubtfully. Each year he must
pay in interest the sum of seven thousand five hundred dollars.
Each year he would have to count on a proportionate saving of
fifteen thousand dollars toward payment of the notes. In addition,
he must live.
"The Orde family is going to be mighty hard up," said he, whistling
humorously.
But Orde was by nature and training sanguine and fond of big risks.
"Never mind; it's for Bobby," said he to himself. "And maybe the
rate of interest will go down. And I'll be able to borrow on the
California tract if anything does go wrong."
He put on his hat, thrust a bundle of papers into his pocket, and
stepped across the hall into Taylor's office.
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