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Fred M. White The Master Criminal — “Crysoline… (1898)

Gryde said, suavely. “The market has gone up. I warned you that, if such were the case, I should have to charge the difference. And that is the price to which I sold a batch to an investor yesterday.”
“You’re not in earnest,” Bly faltered.
“Gentlemen,” Gryde responded, in tones of steel, “I never was more serious in my life. This is a case of diamond cut diamond, and my diamond is the harder of the two. And if I carry over again the price will be twenty dollars. The longer you fight the thing off the worse will it be for you.”
Cradlestone threw up his hands with a gesture of despair.
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Fred M. White The Master Criminal — “Crysoline… (1898)

But Gryde took it all smilingly. He even shook hands quite heartily with Cradlestone that afternoon as he and the latter met at Delmonico’s at lunch.
“Well,” said the millionaire, “and how do you like Wall Street?”
“I have no fault to find with Wall Street,” Gryde responded. “The air is bracing and the work there of a variable nature. What I like about the people is that they cling together so. When they start out to ruin a man they do it effectually.”
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Fred M. White The Master Criminal — “Crysoline… (1898)

Bly groaned. “By four o’clock you and I between us have to deliver over a million shares in ‘Crysoline.’ Actually, we don’t possess a fifth of them. And there isn’t a share to be got at any price.”
“Not a share to be got! It’s only a matter of money.”
“Money has nothing whatever to do with it. Ah, there are others in the soup besides ourselves—others who have sold and can’t find the paper. I’ve seen practically every broker in the market, and not one of them has a sheet of scrip. Since morning ‘Crysolines’ have gone up from ten cents to a point over three dollars.”
Cradlestone groaned.
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