The bank owes it to you, I am sure--"
"I am quite willing to owe that to the bank," answered Orsino with a
ready smile. He was almost beside himself with joy.
"You are very good, I assure you," said Del Ferice, with much
politeness. He touched a bell and his confidential clerk appeared.
"Cancel these drafts," he said, giving the man a small bundle of bills.
"Direct the notary to prepare a deed of sale, transferring all this
property, as was done before--" he hesitated. "I will see him myself in
ten minutes," he added. "It will be simpler. The account of Andrea
Contini is balanced and closed. Make out a preliminary receipt for all
dues whatsoever and bring it to me."
The clerk stared for one moment as though he believed that Del Ferice
were mad. Then he went out.
"I am sorry to lose you, Don Orsino," said Del Ferice, thoughtfully
rolling his big silver pencil case on the table. "All the legal papers
will be ready to-morrow afternoon."
"Pray express to the directors my best thanks for so speedily winding up
the business," answered Orsino.
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