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I don't believe the money'll do any good, and Conn will lose his respect for me.
This money'll bring them happiness all right, of course, particularly to some of them. But I was just wondering; if you don't know how to spend five dollars so as to get the most out of it, how will you spend five hundred, or five hundred thousand and get the most out of that?" "What do you mean?" But Miss Maggie shook her head. "Nothing. I was just thinking," she said.
"'It is, says I heartily, 'and let's have a diagnosis of the case right away, for in two weeks' time all you can do is to hold an autopsy and I don't want to be amputated if I can help it. "'Now, says Doc, business-like, 'it's easy enough for you to get out of this scrape. Money'll do it. You've got to pay a long string of 'em from General Pomposo down to this anthropoid ape guarding your door.
So the w'y I look at it, there's naught for me but go on valeting until I'm too old; after that the money'll be a comfort, I dares'y.... Don't you think so, sir?" "I believe you're right, Doggott; only, your common-sense surprises me. But it makes it easier in a way...." Amber fell thoughtful again. "'Ow's that, sir if I m'y ask?" "This way," said Amber: "Before he died, Mr.
Sam always puts the money down, fair and square." "Very well; you get the policy, and do it right off, Pinky, or the money'll slip through your fingers." "All right," answered Pinky as she folded the slip of paper containing the lucky rows. "Never you fear. I'll be at Sam McFaddon's in ten minutes after I leave here." "And be sure," said Mrs.
But McGuire Ellis went red. "It's easy enough for you to sit there and be righteous," he said. "But get this straight. If the young Boss plays straight and tells 'em all to go to hell, it'll be a close call of life or death for the paper." "And if he doesn't?" "Easy going. Advertising'll roll in on us. Money'll come so fast we can't dodge it.
It was getting the money strapped up that made me late. I had to wait for the old cashier to get back from his dinner." "You and your money'll be in the bottom of the bay, that's where you'll be," said Conboy. "If I'd taken in sail for every little bit o' wind I'd encountered in my life," said Mark Hammar, "I'd not be where I am now.
"Like it?" asked the Pitcher, interestedly. "Like it! Say, what else is there? Like it! I'm only keeping on down there in the Street till I put a certain deal through; then nothing but old Base B. Ball for mine! You'll see. I'll pick up one the big clubs somewhere if money'll do it!"
"We each pay twopence a week till Christmas," he ses, "and we buy a hamper with a goose or a turkey in it, and bottles o' rum and whiskey and gin, as far as the money'll go, and then we all draw lots for it, and the one that wins has it."
"My wife's wussern a hoss," said Bud sadly "she bites. I'm sorry you didn't take that thar thousan' dollars for him," he said, looking at his bleeding toe. "Bud," said the old man sternly, "don't say that no mo'. It mou't make me think you are one of them selfish dogs that thinks money'll do anything. Then I'd hafter watch you, for I'd know you'd do anything for money."
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