"I want to bid for five million," assuaged Cowperwood, softly. "
only want one million but I want the prestige of putting in a bon.
fide bid for five million. It will do me good on the street."
Butler sank back somewhat relieved.
"Five million! Prestige! You want one million. Well, now, that's
different. That's not such a bad idea. We ought to be able to
get that."
Have a nice day!