Banks and banking -- France -- History -- 19th -- Fiction
'None the less, I don't approve of your anticipated balance-sheet,
since the profits have not actually been made. I am not now referring
to our enterprises, although, like all human affairs, they may meet
with accidents. But I see here the Sabatani account, three thousand
and odd shares, representing more than two millions of francs. Now
you place these to our credit, whereas we ought to be debited with
them, for Sabatani is only our man of straw. We can say these things
between ourselves, can we not? And stay! I also see here the names
of several of our employees, even some of our directors, all of them
_prête-noms_--oh! I can guess it easily enough, you need not tell me.
It makes me tremble to see that we are keeping such a large number of
our shares. We not only do not take in the cash which they represent,
but we bring ourselves to a standstill so far as they are concerned,
and we shall end by devouring ourselves some day.'
Madame Caroline gave him an encouraging look, for he was at last
giving voice to her hidden fears; he was putting his finger on the
cause of the secret uneasiness which had grown up within her as success
increased. 'Oh! gambling! gambling!' she murmured.
'But we do not gamble,' cried Saccard. 'Only it is surely allowable
for us to keep up the price of our stock, and we should be fools if we
did not prevent Gundermann and others from bringing it down by playing
against us for a fall. Although they have not quite dared to do so
yet, it may come all the same. That is why I am rather glad we have a
certain number of our shares in hand, and I warn you, if they force me
to it, I am even ready to buy some of those in the market--yes, I'll
even buy rather than see the quotations fall by a single centime.'
He spoke these last words with extraordinary vehemence, as if he were
swearing that he would die rather than suffer defeat. However, by dint
of effort he afterwards calmed himself, and began to laugh, though not
without some peevishness. 'So distrust is coming back again, is it?'
he said. 'I thought we had had an explanation once for all about all
these matters. You consented to place yourselves in my hands, so let
me go ahead. I seek nothing but your fortune, a great, great fortune.'
He paused and lowered his voice as though frightened himself by the
enormity of his desire. 'Do you know what I want?' he whispered. 'Why,
I want the shares to be quoted at three thousand francs!'
He waved his hand, as though over yonder, in space, he could behold
that triumphant quotation blazing in figures of fire which set the
horizon of the Bourse all aglow and ascended to the heavens like stars.
'It is madness!' said Madame Caroline.
'As soon as prices exceed two thousand francs,' Hamelin declared, 'each
fresh rise will constitute a danger; and for my own part I warn you
that I shall sell my shares so as not to take part in such lunacy.'
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