But maybe you know your way about pretty
well in the City?"
"Well, I know something about it. You see I've never lived very far
from it, and I do a good deal of my aunt's business."
"Maybe you know Bread Street?"
"It is out of Cheapside."
"Well then, how do you steer for it from here? You make me out a course
and I'll keep to it."
"Why, Admiral, I have nothing to do. I'll take you there with
pleasure."
"Will you, though? Well, I'd take it very kindly if you would. I have
business there. Smith and Hanbury, financial agents, Bread Street."
The pair made their way to the river-side, and so down the Thames to St.
Paul's landing--a mode of travel which was much more to the Admiral's
taste than 'bus or cab. On the way, he told his companion his mission
and the causes which had led to it. Charles Westmacott knew little
enough of City life and the ways of business, but at least he had more
experience in both than the Admiral, and he made up his mind not to
leave him until the matter was settled.
"These are the people," said the Admiral, twisting round his paper, and
pointing to the advertisement which had seemed to him the most
promising. "It sounds honest and above-board, does it not? The
personal interview looks as if there were no trickery, and then no one
could object to five per cent.
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