"And so I say," vowed Raish, in conclusion, "with all that property
behind it and all that future ahead of it, if Development ain't a good
investment, what is?"
"I don't know, I'm sure," confessed Galusha. "But--"
"Don't know? You bet you don't know! Nor nobody else. Not for quick
returns, maybe--though you can't never tell. But for a feller that's
willin' to buy and put away and hang on--say, how can you beat it?"
"I don't know, but--"
"You bet you don't know! The main thing is to buy right. And I'm goin'
to put you wise--yes, sir, wise to somethin' I wouldn't let every Tom,
Dick, and Harry in on, by a consider'ble sight. I think I can locate a
fair-sized block of that stock at--well, at a little bit underneath the
market price. I believe--yes, sir, I believe I can get it for you at--at
as low as eighteen dollars a share. I won't swear I can, of course, but
I MAY be able to. Only you'll have to promise not to tell anybody how
you got it."
"Eighteen dollars a share? Is that a fair price, do you think, Mr.
Pulcifer?"
"FAIR price?" Mr. Pulcifer was overcome by the absurdity of the
question. "A fair price!" he repeated. "Man alive, it's a darned LOW
price! You buy Wellmouth Development at that price and then set back and
hang on. Yes, sir, that's all you'll have to do, just hang on and wait."
To his surprise, Mr. Bangs seemed to find something humorous in this
suggestion.
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