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So she went to Ramage and came to the point almost at once. "Can you spare me forty pounds?" she said. Mr. Ramage controlled his expression and thought very quickly. "Agreed," he said, "certainly," and drew a checkbook toward him. "It's best," he said, "to make it a good round sum. "I won't give you a check though Yes, I will.
Why do these fat-heads come over here with a silver cigarette case and a society directory and make every rich man in the country fasten a burglar alarm to his checkbook?" Hep's goat at the half by a length. "A few days ago, John, one of these mutts with an Edam title jumped off an ocean liner, and immediately the price of padlocks rose to the highest point ever known on the Stock Exchange.
There is nothing more that you can add to an already sufficiently distasteful argument." George swallowed hard as he bent over the checkbook. "All right, mother, I'll try to keep my trap closed from now on. But I don't want you to think that I'm taking this thing pleasantly. I'll say for the last time,—I hope,—that it's a darned crime, and we'll let it go at that." "Very well.
The reporters, who had obviously feared that nothing new would eventuate, sat up with startled interest, then their pencils flew, as Dundee read the two documents, after he had told when and where he had discovered them. As District Attorney Sanderson had said; "Better give the press something new to chew on, but for God's sake don't mention that checkbook of Nita's. It's dynamite, boy dynamite!"
They protest they protest vigorously against its wording; but they are anxious to show you in how large-spirited and gentlemanly a manner they wish this affair to be concluded. Once more they yield." Mr. Bundercombe, without any signs of exultation, returned to his former place, put down his hat upon the chair and drew a checkbook from his breast coat pocket.
His expression surprised and alarmed her. "Why, what's the matter, Daddy?" she asked anxiously. "You look as if something dreadful had happened. What is it?" Her father put down his pen. A sheet of paper, covered with figures, was on the desk before him; so, also, was the family checkbook which had been, until the illness of Mrs. Dott, in that lady's sole charge. "Matter?" he repeated. "Matter?
She had never owned a checkbook till recent years. Because of its presence, she might yet be able to answer John Hunter as he wished. She thought long on her situation. There was no sleep in her. The larger, the universal, aspects of the question began to crowd in upon her mind. "There is no other way," she said. "A woman, to be free, must have money of her own.
She had been Virginia Grey, and scarce had had a gown to her back when she had married the elderly Duncan Hayden, who had built her this house and presented her with a checkbook, a check-book which Virginia believed to be like the widow's cruse of oil-unfailing.
"If you will give me a seat and a pen," he said, "I will write you a check for the amount." Captain Bannister stared at the checkbook. He glanced at Mr. Cheape and Mr. Cheape very vigorously shook his head. "I am sorry," he objected; "but my clients cannot think of accepting a check in settlement of this matter." Mr. Bundercombe began to show symptoms of annoyance. "Bless my soul!" he exclaimed.
He ran all the way back to the store and, tearing the check out of the checkbook where Morris had left it, he dashed out again and once more boarded a Broadway car. In front of Gunst & Baumer's offices he leaped wildly from the car to the street, and, escaping an imminent fire engine and a hosecart, he ran into the doorway and took the stairs three at a jump.
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