"
"Vell? You vant to borrow dot money of me?" asked Heinzman. "I
could not raise it."
"I know that perfectly well," replied Newmark coolly. "You are
going to have difficulty meeting your July notes, as it is."
Heinzman hardly seemed to breathe, but a flicker of red blazed in
his eye.
"Proceed," he repeated non-committally, after a moment. "I intend,"
went on Newmark, "to furnish this money myself. It must, however,
seem to be loaned by another. I want you to lend this money on
mortgage."
"What for?" asked Heinzman.
"For a one tenth of Orde's share in case he does not meet those
notes."
"But he vill meet the notes," objected Heinzman. "You are a
prosperous concern. I know somethings of YOUR business, also."
"He thinks he will," rejoined Newmark grimly. "I will merely point
out to you that his entire income is from the firm, and that from
this income he must save twenty-odd thousand a year.
"If the firm has hard luck--" said Heinzman.
"Exactly," finished Newmark.
"Vy you come to me?" demanded Heinzman at length.
"Well, I'm offering you a chance to get even with Orde. I don't
imagine you love him?"
"Vat's de matter mit my gettin' efen with you, too?" cried Heinzman.
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