Humorous stories; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction; Single women -- Fiction
"'"Look here, old man!" roared Marple. "How do you expect me to
bother about details? This thing has got to be worked at once.
The best part of the Company season is already over. But
'Olotutu' is going to make it up. Mark my words the shares of
'Olotutu' will be at a premium on the day of issue. Another
sheet of paper, quick."
"'"What for?"
"'"I want to write to a firm of Chartered Accountants and
Valuers to give an estimate of the profits!"
"'"An estimate of the profits?"
"'"Don't talk like a parrot!"
"'"But how can they estimate the profits?"
"'"How? what do you suppose they're chartered for? You or I
couldn't do it; of course not. But it's the business of
accountants! That's what they're for. Pass me more
writing-paper--reams of it!"
[Illustration: _The public curiosity amounted to frenzy._]
"'Marple spent the whole of that night writing letters to what
he called his tame guinea-pigs; and the very next day large
bills bearing the solitary word "Olotutu" were posted up all
over London till the public curiosity mounted to frenzy. The
bill-posters earnt many a half-crown by misinforming the
inquisitive. Marple worked like a horse. First he drew up the
Prospectus, leaving blanks for the Board of Directors of the
Company. Then he filled up the blanks. It was not easy. One lord
was only induced to serve on Marple's convincing representations
of the good 'Olotutu' would do to the masses. When the Board was
complete, Marple had still to get the Syndicate from which the
Directors were to acquire "Olotutu," but he left this till the
end, knowing there would be no difficulty there. I have never
been able to gather from my father exactly what went on, nor
does my father profess to know exactly himself, but he tells
with regret how he used to worry Marple daily by inquiring if he
had yet decided what "Olotutu" was to be, as if Marple had not
his hands full enough without that. Marple turned round on him
one day and shrieked: "That's your affair, not mine. You're
selling 'Olotutu' to me, aren't you? I can't be buyer and
seller, too."
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