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In the afternoon to the Fishery, where, very confused and very ridiculous, my Lord Craven's proceedings, especially his finding fault with Sir J. Collaton and Colonell Griffin's' report in the accounts of the lottery-men. Thence I with Mr. Gray in his coach to White Hall, but the King and Duke being abroad, we returned to Somersett House.
"I'm dead broke, and if I don't have two thousand dollars to-morrow I'll quite likely be pinched." "I'm jealous," stated Johnny. "I had intended to do it myself." "I've been expecting you to," acknowledged Collaton. "That's one of the reasons I came to you." "I admire you," observed Johnny dryly. "You bled me for two years, and yet you have the ingrowing gall to come and tell me you're broke."
"Sammy Chirp called my attention to Gresham and Collaton talking together rather furtively down under the grandstand a few minutes ago," he said. "I have a curious impression that they mean harm to Gamble." "It was Gresham got the harm. Johnny just beat him to a fifteen-thousand-dollar profit." "So that was it," said Loring with a frown. "Tell him to watch out.
"You interfered once before with Johnny's love affairs Well, I'm not giving anything away!" she hotly retorted to a blazing glance from Constance. The door opened and a boy brought in a package for Mr. Gamble. Loring, guessing the contents from its size, tore off the wrapper. "Collaton sticks, anyhow, Johnny," he called. "Here are the lost books."
"How much money did you say you wanted?" inquired Johnny. "Five thousand," returned Collaton cheerfully. "You said two." "I have to have two and I need the rest. I thought maybe I could sell you my interest in The Gamble-Collaton Irrigation Company. There's several thousand acres of land out there, you know."
The young lady this time was laughing with a group of likable young idlers, all of whom Gamble knew; and, since the startling stranger was occupied, he could indulge in a slightly more open inspection. "I saw Collaton on the track to-day and he was making some big bets," replied Loring with a frown. "He's not broke, Johnny. He's merely been letting you hold the bag." "Well, help me let go.
"You intended to beat Gresham and Jacobs and me to a pulp; and then have us pinched for disorderly conduct, and try to dig up the evidence at the trial." "Well, something like that," admitted Johnny with a grin. "I knew it," corroborated Collaton. "I told them when to stop." "I guess you'll be a good witness," surmised Johnny. "How deep were you in on this Birchard deal? How much did you get?"
In place of injuring his credit, we've strengthened it." "Good work!" approved Collaton. "I hope he makes all kinds of money." "I don't!" snapped Gresham. "Did you read the papers this morning?" "I read the racing and base-ball returns." "There was more to interest you in the news. Gamble has a big hotel proposition on and I want it stopped.
"I said it was a girl," charged Collaton, studying the green pallor of Gresham's face with wondering interest as they stepped out into the glare of the million electric bulbs.
Do you imagine there are any more outstanding accounts against your firm?" "How should I know?" Collaton glanced about him uneasily. "True enough how should you?" agreed Gresham soothingly. "I'd feel rather sorry for Gamble if an old and forgotten note against your firm, upon which a judgment had been quietly secured 'by default', should turn up just now."
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