human
I'll go to Maillard the banker--Joseph Maillard--first thing in the morning, and offer him my stock. He'll be mighty glad to get it at a discount, knowing that it is in his son's company. You see, the son doesn't confide in the old man particularly. I'll let the father win a little money on the deal with me, and by doing this I'll manage to save the greater part of my investment----
gpt
Holy mackerel! Hammond exploded in a burst of laughter as he caught the idea.
human
Say, if this ain't the richest thing ever pulled! When the crash comes, the fancy kid will be stinging his dad good and hard, eh?
gpt
Exactly; and I think his dad can afford to be stung much better than I can, agreed Gramont, cheerfully.
human
Also, now that I'm certain Bob Maillard is the one who was behind the fleecing of Miss Ledanois, I'll first get clear of him, then I'll start to give him his deserts. I may form an oil company of my own.
gpt
Do it,