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"Guess you and me had better talk some. I'm a-lookin' for somebody to gimme advice about investin'. I got a sight of money to invest some'eres a sight of it. Railroad stocks, or suthin'. Calc'late on makin' myself well off." "I'm not taking any new clients, Mr. Baines. I'm very busy indeed." He glanced at Pansy.

Was you figurin' on investin' a little of it now?" "Yes, suh; I was." "About how much did you think of spendin' fur a beginnin'?" O'Day squinted his eyes, his lips moving in silent calculation. "Well, suh," he said at length, "I could use ez much ez a silver dollar. But, of course, sence " "That sounds kind of moderate to me," broke in Judge Priest.

This gypsy woman threw it into him he was goin' to make his fortune in th' next two or three days by investin' his dough in a certain brand of oil shares. . . ."

Tomwit, "been investin' in real estate?" and broke into Homeric laughter. As Peter passed on, the constable dropped casually in behind the brown man and followed him up to the bank. To Peter Siner the walk up to the bank was an emotional confusion. He has a dim consciousness that voices said things to him along the way and that there was laughter.

Maybe you could give me an idea, though." "Me?" says I. "Why, you don't know me, Uncle Jimmy. You wouldn't want to take a stranger's advice about investin' your money." "Sho!" says he. "Why not?

"Well, I'm investin' it," said Hiram. "It may be more some day." Luck looked suddenly into Hiram's eyes, then let her lashes cover her own. "I guess this pious Jerkline Jo has got you goin'," she observed. "I work for her," said Hiram awkwardly. "Any man would, I guess. Men are all suckers."

"Well, I didn't say I'd lend it to you," he said; "but, maybe, I'll do it if 'twill help the General. Investin' in a young man is kind of hazardous; it's like puttin' your money in a harry-dick you don't know what he's goin' to be. All you has to go on is the frame and your jedgment." Fortunately for Keith, the old cattle-dealer had a good opinion of his "jedgment."

Sam shook his head and grinned. "Then what are you tackling this for?" "For the money," said Sam. "I jes' naturally needs it in my business." "What is your business?" "None of your business, mister." Here Sam grinned ingratiating apology for his impertinence and shuffled on his legs. "I might be investin' in lottery tickets, only I ain't. Do I get the money? that's our business."

"Well, so he said," continued Pickard, "and he was allus tellin' me 'at he could make a pile o' brass on t' turf if he only had capital. An' i' t' end, he persuaded me to start what he called investin' money with him i' that way i' plain language, it meant givin' him brass to put on horses 'at he said was goin' to win, d'ye understand?" "Perfectly," replied Eldrick.

Was you figurin' on investin' a little of it now?" "Yes, suh; I was." "About how much did you think of spendin' fur a beginnin'?" O'Day squinted his eyes, his lips moving in silent calculation. "Well, suh," he said at length, "I could use ez much ez a silver dollar. But, of course, sence " "That sounds kind of moderate to me," broke in Judge Priest.