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PART 1 Introduction 29
CHAPTER 1 Corporate Finance and the Financial Manager 31
CHAPTER 2 Introduction to Financial Statement Analysis 55
• Crowdfunding: The Wave of the Future? 467 Summary 513 ● Critical Thinking 515 ●
Securities and Valuation 467 Problems 515 ● Data Case 517
Exiting an Investment in a Private Company 469 CHAPTER 15 APPENDIX Using a Financial
14.2 Taking Your Firm Public: The Initial Public Calculator to Calculate Yield to Call 518
Offering 470 PART 5 INTEGRATIVE CASE 519
Advantages and Disadvantages of Going Public 470
Primary and Secondary IPO Offerings 470
Other IPO Types 476 PART 6 Capital Structure and
• Google’s IPO 477 Payout Policy 523
• An Alternative to the Traditional IPO: Spotify's
Direct Listing 479 CHAPTER 16 Capital Structure 525
14.3 IPO Puzzles 479 16.1 Capital Structure Choices 526
Underpriced IPOs 480 Capital Structure Choices Across Industries 526
“Hot” and “Cold” IPO Markets 481 Capital Structure Choices Within Industries 526
• GLOBAL FINANCIAL CRISIS 2008–2009:
A Very Cold IPO Market 482 16.2 Capital Structure in Perfect Capital Markets 528
High Cost of Issuing an IPO 482 Application: Financing a New Business 529
Poor Post-IPO Long-Run Stock Performance 483 Leverage and Firm Value 530
The Effect of Leverage on Risk and Return 531
14.4 Raising Additional Capital: The Seasoned Equity Homemade Leverage 533
Offering 484 Leverage and the Cost of Capital 533
SEO Process 484
• COMMON MISTAKE Capital Structure
SEO Price Reaction 486 Fallacies 534
SEO Costs 487
• GLOBAL FINANCIAL CRISIS Bank Capital
Summary 488 ● Critical Thinking 489 ● Regulation and the ROE Fallacy 536
Problems 489 ● Data Case 492 MM and the Real World 537
CHAPTER 15 Debt Financing 495 • Nobel Prize Franco Modigliani and Merton
Miller 537
15.1 Corporate Debt 496 16.3 Debt and Taxes 538
Private Debt 496 The Interest Tax Deduction and Firm Value 538
• Debt Financing at Hertz: Bank Loans 496 Value of the Interest Tax Shield 539
• Debt Financing at Hertz: Private The Interest Tax Shield with Permanent Debt 541
Placements 497 Leverage and the WACC with Taxes 542
Public Debt 497 Debt and Taxes: The Bottom Line 542
• Debt Financing at Hertz: Public Debt 499 16.4 The Costs of Bankruptcy and Financial
15.2 Other Types of Debt 501 Distress 543
Sovereign Debt 501 Direct Costs of Bankruptcy 544
Municipal Bonds 502 • Bankruptcy Can Be Expensive 544
• Detroit’s Art Museum at Risk 503 Indirect Costs of Financial Distress 544
Asset-Backed Securities 503 16.5 Optimal Capital Structure: The Tradeoff
• GLOBAL FINANCIAL CRISIS CDOs, Theory 545
Subprime Mortgages, and the Financial Differences Across Firms 545
Crisis 504 Optimal Leverage 546
15.3 Bond Covenants 506 16.6 Additional Consequences of Leverage: Agency
Types of Covenants 506 Costs and Information 547
Advantages of Covenants 506 Agency Costs 547
Application: Hertz’s Covenants 507 • Airlines Use Financial Distress to Their
15.4 Repayment Provisions 507 Advantage 548
Call Provisions 507 • GLOBAL FINANCIAL CRISIS Moral Hazard
• New York City Calls Its Municipal and Government Bailouts 549
Bonds 509 • Financial Distress and Rolling the Dice,
Sinking Funds 510 Literally 550
Convertible Provisions 510 Debt and Information 550
16.7 Capital Structure: Putting It All Together 552 PART 7 Financial Planning and
Summary 553 ● Critical Thinking 555 ●
Problems 555 Forecasting 599
CHAPTER 16 APPENDIX The Bankruptcy CHAPTER 18 Financial Modeling and Pro
Code 563 Forma Analysis 601
CHAPTER 17 Payout Policy 565 18.1 Goals of Long-Term Financial Planning 602
Identify Important Linkages 602
17.1 Cash Distributions to Shareholders 566 Analyze the Impact of Potential Business
Dividends 567 Plans 602
Share Repurchases 568 Plan for Future Funding Needs 602
17.2 Dividends Versus Share Repurchases in a 18.2 Forecasting Financial Statements: The Percent
Perfect Capital Market 569 of Sales Method 603
Alternative Policy 1: Pay a Dividend with Excess Percent of Sales Method 603
Cash 570 Pro Forma Income Statement 604
Alternative Policy 2: Share Repurchase Pro Forma Balance Sheet 605
(No Dividend) 570 • COMMON MISTAKE Confusing
• COMMON MISTAKE Repurchases and the Stockholders’ Equity with Retained
Supply of Shares 572 Earnings 606
Alternative Policy 3: High Dividend (Equity Making the Balance Sheet Balance: Net New
Issue) 572 Financing 606
Modigliani-Miller and Dividend Policy Choosing a Forecast Target 608
Irrelevance 573
18.3 Forecasting a Planned Expansion 608
• COMMON MISTAKE The Bird in the Hand KMS Designs’ Expansion: Financing
Fallacy 574
Needs 609
Dividend Policy with Perfect Capital
KMS Designs’ Expansion: Pro Forma Income
Markets 574 Statement 610
17.3 The Tax Disadvantage of Dividends 575 • COMMON MISTAKE Treating Forecasts
Taxes on Dividends and Capital as Fact 612
Gains 575 Forecasting the Balance Sheet 612
Optimal Dividend Policy with Taxes 575 18.4 Growth and Firm Value 613
Tax Differences Across Investors 578 Sustainable Growth Rate and External
17.4 Payout Versus Retention of Cash 580 Financing 614
Retaining Cash with Perfect Capital 18.5 Valuing the Expansion 617
Markets 580 Forecasting Free Cash Flows 617
Retaining Cash with Imperfect Capital • COMMON MISTAKE Confusing Total
Markets 581 and Incremental Net Working
17.5 Signaling with Payout Policy 584 Capital 619
Dividend Smoothing 584 KMS Designs’ Expansion: Effect on Firm
Dividend Signaling 585 Value 619
• Royal & SunAlliance’s Dividend Cut 586 Optimal Timing and the Option to Delay 622
Signaling and Share Repurchases 586 Summary 623 ● Critical Thinking 624 ●
• INTERVIEW WITH John Connors 587 Problems 624
17.6 Stock Dividends, Splits, and Spin-Offs 588 CHAPTER 18 APPENDIX The Balance Sheet
Stock Dividends and Splits 588 and Statement of Cash Flows 628
• Berkshire Hathaway’s A and
B Shares 589 CHAPTER 19 Working Capital
Spin-Offs 589 Management 631
17.7 Advice for the Financial Manager 590
19.1 Overview of Working Capital 632
Summary 591 ● Critical Thinking 593 ●
The Cash Cycle 632
Problems 593 ● Data Case 596
Working Capital Needs by Industry 634
PART 6 INTEGRATIVE CASE 598 Firm Value and Working Capital 635
Peter DeMarzo is the Staehelin Family Professor of Finance at the Graduate School
of Business, Stanford University and Faculty Director of the Stanford LEAD program. He
is past President and Fellow of the American Finance Association and a Research Associ-
ate at the National Bureau of Economic Research. He teaches MBA and Ph.D. courses in
Corporate Finance and Financial Modeling. In addition to his experience at the Stanford
Graduate School of Business, Professor DeMarzo has taught at the Haas School of Busi-
ness and the Kellogg Graduate School of Management, and he was a National Fellow at
the Hoover Institution.
Professor DeMarzo received the Sloan Teaching Excellence Award at Stanford and
the Earl F. Cheit Outstanding Teaching Award at U.C. Berkeley. Professor DeMarzo has
served as an Associate Editor for The Review of Financial Studies, Financial Manage-
ment, and the B.E. Journals in Economic Analysis and Policy, as well as President of the
Western Finance Association. Professor DeMarzo’s research is in the area of corporate
finance, asset securitization, and contracting, as well as market structure and regulation.
His recent work has examined issues of the optimal design of contracts and securities,
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leverage dynamics and the role of bank capital regulation, and the influence of informa-
tion asymmetries on stock prices and corporate investment. He has also received nu-
merous awards including the Western Finance Association Corporate Finance Best-Paper
Award, the Charles River Associates Best-Paper Award, and the Barclays Global Investors/
Michael Brennan Best-Paper of the Year Award from The Review of Financial Studies.
Professor DeMarzo was born in Whitestone, New York, and is married with three boys.
He and his family enjoy hiking, biking, and skiing.
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M ISS ALMA BUCKLEY did not seem at all anxious for that
interview so desired by young Sellars. He had written her a
very polite letter, forwarded by her obliging agent, stating that he
wished to see her for a few minutes on a private matter which it was
difficult to enter into by correspondence, and inviting her to name a
day and hour suitable to herself. He had found out that she was
appearing nightly at certain suburban music-halls, and judged from
this fact that she would appoint a morning or an afternoon.
He waited three days for an answer, but as none came, he
dispatched a second missive expressing his fear that his first had
miscarried, and begging the favour of a reply by return.
By return it came, a very brief and curt note but well-expressed,
written in the third person. “Miss Buckley has to acknowledge the
receipt of two letters from Mr. Sellars, asking for an interview on a
private matter. She has no knowledge of the writer, and before
granting his request, would like to know the nature of the business
on which he is desirous of seeing her.”
Obviously not an ill-educated person to whom the use of the third
person would have presented numerous pitfalls. Sellars did not relish
the tone of her letter at all, and did not quite know how to proceed.
He could probably gain admittance by pretending he was engaged in
some professional enterprise in which he would be glad of her co-
operation. But he would have to abandon that attitude when he got
there, and most certainly arouse her resentment by admitting that it
was a trick to enable him to steal a march upon her. He would then,
in all probability, be unceremoniously bundled out.
Miss Buckley dated her letter from No. 5 Elvenden Mansions, Kew
Bridge, evidently a block of flats. He thought the best way would be
to take direct action by calling there without preliminary
announcement, trusting to luck to find the lady at home and willing to
admit him. He arrived there about twelve o’clock on the morning of
the day after that on which he had received her somewhat brusque
letter.
He thought this would be a judicious hour. Professional ladies he
had always understood were not early risers, they preferred the day
to be well-aired before they got up. In the afternoon they probably
rested to prepare themselves for the arduous duties of the evening.
He found the place quite easily—a very extensive block of flats of
respectable appearance, the rentals of which he thought would be
neither cheap nor expensive, just suitable to persons of moderate
means.
Miss Buckley opened the door herself, it was very likely she did
not keep a resident servant. She was a comely, good-looking woman
of an unrefined type, looking much younger than her years, which
Sellars, piecing together the information he had gathered at
Brinkstone, put in the region of fifty. She had a very brilliant
complexion, obviously the result of very careful art. She was a trifle
inclined to stoutness, but not by any means unbecomingly so, and
she had a very pleasant expression. Perhaps she was only brusque
when she took a pen in her hand.
As she surveyed him, taking in every detail of his immaculate get
up and elegant appearance, a twinkle appeared in her rather bold,
blue eyes, and she smiled broadly.
“I don’t think you need tell me who you are,” she said in a jolly,
rather loud voice. “I’ll lay five to one to anybody who likes to take me
on that you’re Mr. Sellars.”
This was quite a breezy reception, better than the young man had
hoped for. Miss Buckley was evidently not a mincing person nor
inclined to finnicking speech.
Sellars made his best bow, removing his hat with a grace
peculiarly his own. “I compliment you on your penetration, Miss
Buckley, you have guessed at once. I ran up here on the chance of
finding you in, as I am leaving London very shortly, and I didn’t want
to waste time in needless correspondence. Now that I am here, I
hope you won’t be so cruel as to turn me away.”
The music-hall artist looked at him not unkindly, he was a very
personable young fellow, and possessed charming manners.
She opened the door a little wider. “Well, I suppose I ought to send
you to the right about, but then you’d only pester me with more of
your polite letters. So come in, and let me know what it is you want
of me.”
She led the way into a very daintily-furnished little sitting-room, the
greater portion of which was taken up with a semi-grand piano on
which she, no doubt, practised the vivacious songs that found favour
with her public. A cheerful fire burned in the grate. A fair sized round
table stood in the centre, and on this was a good sized cake and a
decanter of port wine.
“I couldn’t make much of a show at breakfast this morning,” she
explained candidly to her visitor. “Some of us were keeping it up a bit
last night late. So I’m just picking a little bit now, as I don’t have my
meal till five. The profession’s very awkward for meals. Now before
you start, Mr. Sellars, try a glass of this port. I’ve had one and I’m
going to have another—doctor’s orders, you know.” She laughed her
loud, genial laugh, and again the twinkle came into the big, blue
eyes.
Sellars hastened to get on friendly terms with her by cheerfully
accepting her hospitality, and found the port very excellent. It was
evident that Miss Buckley, although a very small light of the
profession, was by no means forced to practise rigid economy. All
the furniture was elegant and costly. A handsome bronze clock and
candelabra adorned the mantelshelf, which was hung with elegant
rose-pink drapery. In a word, her surroundings were much more
refined than herself.
Yes, there was no doubt she was very comfortably off. And there
was every reason she should be, he reflected. The retired builder,
her father, must have had a decent income which, no doubt, he had
left entirely to her, she was hardly ever out of an engagement, so his
club acquaintance had told him, and she would get a decent salary
from her profession, even if she was only a star of small magnitude.
When they had drunk to each other’s health, for the lady insisted
upon this ceremony being observed, Miss Buckley came to
business, speaking in a brisk tone that rather suggested the writer of
the brusque letter.
“And now, Mr. Sellars, please tell me the reason that has brought
you into this remote part of the world. Judging by what I’ve seen of
you so far, I should say you were more likely to be found in Bond
Street and Piccadilly than the wilds of Kew.”
While they had been drinking their port and chatting discursively,
the keen eyes of Sellars had been taking in the details of the dainty
little apartment. Most particularly had he directed his attention to the
half-dozen photographs on the rose-pink covered mantelpiece. Two
of them he recognized at once as those of Sir George Clayton-
Brookes and young Archie Brookes. A third was that of a young girl
of about eighteen or nineteen years of age, in which he thought he
could trace some resemblance to the present handsome and
dignified Mrs. Morrice. Ah, if only his old friend Dobbs were here he
could have told him at once. One thing was very evident, there was
no portrait of the Mrs. Morrice of the present day amongst the
collection.
After putting her question, Mrs. Buckley looked at the young man
very keenly while awaiting his reply. He did not answer at once, but
rose from his chair, walked to the mantelpiece, took a leisurely
survey of the photographs and then turned to the music-hall artist.
“I see you have the likenesses of two men I know a little of, Miss
Buckley, Sir George Clayton-Brookes and his nephew. I should say
your memories must often carry you back to the old days in the little
village of Brinkstone.”
In spite of the self-possession engendered by so many years of
facing big audiences, the woman could not help giving a start of
surprise which did not escape the keen eyes of Sellars.
“What in the world do you know about Brinkstone?” she asked in a
hard voice. Her jollity had gone for the moment, she was the sharp,
alert woman of the world, ready to keep a close watch on her words,
more disposed to ask questions than answer them.
Sellars left the mantelpiece and sat himself on the chair opposite
her, putting on a very ingenuous expression of countenance.
“I know rather a lot,” he said pleasantly. “Shortly before Christmas
I took a fancy to run down there, and I put in a few very agreeable
days. I was engaged on some literary work, and I found it very quiet
and peaceful. There I made the acquaintance of a very delightful old-
world sort of fellow who had seldom stirred beyond the confines of
his native village—the head waiter, as he is now, one Dobbs. I am
sure you can’t have forgotten dear old Dobbs, Miss Buckley?”
The lady breathed a little hard. He guessed that she had half a
mind to tell a lie, disclaim all knowledge of the little village of
Brinkstone and its inhabitants, but she was afraid to because she
was not sure how much he knew.
“Perhaps I have, perhaps I haven’t. And how does it concern you,
Mr. Sellars, whether I know him or not?”
But Sellars did not answer her question, he put one himself.
“The portrait of that very pretty girl—am I not right in saying it is
one of your girl friend—Lettice Larchester?”
Again he saw that she was strongly tempted to tell a lie, to give
him another name as the original of that charming picture, and that
she refrained for the same reason.
“You seem to know all my friends, apparently. Can you tell me the
other three?” she inquired in a voice of heavy sarcasm.
“I am afraid I cannot, they do not interest me in the least,” he said
easily. “Well, to resume about good old Dobbs. In the evenings when
he was clearing the dinner things, we used to have long chats
together, a drop of whisky set his tongue going nineteen to the
dozen, and he told me lots of things about Brinkstone people.”
“Must have been very interesting, I’m sure,” said the lady, with
something like a snort. She helped herself to another glass of port,
but did not offer one to Sellars.
“It was extremely interesting,” agreed Sellars in his calm, placid
way. “I don’t know when I ever listened to a more delightful recital of
village annals. I heard all about the rather lurid doings of that
remarkable family, the Brookeses, the father and the three brothers
of whom Sir George is now the sole survivor. And equally absorbing,
the history of Miss Larchester and her derelict father, and last the
story of your arrival at Brinkstone and your subsequent friendship
with the young lady in question. Old Dobbs had a great tenderness
for her, he used to grow quite lyrical in his descriptions.”
“You went down there, of course, to spy out all this,” remarked
Miss Buckley in contemptuous tones. “I take it you are really a
detective, although I must say you haven’t got the cut of one. Well,
Mr. Sellars, what is it you want with me? Please come to the point.”
“I am not exactly a detective, not professionally I mean, only just a
rather curious person. I am very anxious to know something of the
career of your pretty friend Miss Larchester, after she left the little
village.”
And then Miss Buckley spoke. It was evident she had been
thinking pretty quickly while the young man was talking, and had
made up her mind what sort of a story she was going to tell.
“I have known Sir George on and off since the Brinkstone days, he
mixes a good deal with artists; I knew his nephew through him when
he brought him over from Australia and adopted him. I met Lettice
Larchester a few times in London—they seemed to be getting poorer
and poorer. Then suddenly they drifted away and I never heard any
more of her.”
Sellars was silent for a long time. “Then it comes to this,” he said
presently, “you won’t tell me anything of your old friend.”
“I have nothing to tell,” said the woman obstinately.
“You do not know whether she is dead or alive?” persisted Sellars.
“And if alive, whether she is married or single.”
Again the same obstinate answer. “I know nothing, and now, Mr.
Sellars, I think it is time to end this interview.”
The young man was chagrined at the negative result of his visit.
The only thing he was certain of was that Mrs. Morrice had certain
secrets in her past life which this woman was resolved to guard
jealously. Also she had told a deliberate lie about Archie Brookes in
saying that her acquaintance with him had dated from his arrival
from Australia.
“I will trouble you no more on that subject, Miss Buckley. Are you
disposed to be more frank with me on the subject of Archie
Brookes?”
She shrugged her shoulders impatiently. “My good man, will you
have the kindness to go. I know hardly anything of him except that
he is Sir George’s nephew and came over here a few years ago from
Australia.”
Sellars looked her straight in the face. “And that, pardon me for my
rudeness, is not a fact. When Sir George adopted him, he took him
from your home, and at that time he was occupying a commercial
post in the City.”
And this time the shaft went home. The woman dropped her eyes,
and a tell-tale flush spread above the rouge on her painted cheek.
But she recovered herself quickly, walked to the door and flung it
open. “For the second and last time, Mr. Sellars, I request you to
bring this interview to a close.”
He moved after her, speaking as he went. “I am sorry our
acquaintance ends so abruptly. One last word—if a certain person
would give you a handsome sum to disclose what you do know
about these two people, would you be induced to speak?”
And for the last time came the defiant answer: “I should be taking
your money under false pretences. I have no information to sell.”
CHAPTER XX
RUPERT MORRICE SENDS FOR LANE