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The young woman riffled through the packet and drove a hand into the jingling bag. Briskly she counted down before her the following items in currency and specie: Four one-hundred-dollar bills, six fifty-dollar bills, twelve twenty-dollar bills, five ten-dollar bills, one five-dollar bill, four one-dollar bills, one fifty-cent piece, one quarter, two dimes and one nickel.
Grover B., the Mascotte, is a Philadelphia cat who took the twenty-five dollar gold medal in 1895, at the New York show, as the heaviest white cat exhibited. He belongs to Mr. and Mrs. W.P. Buchanan, and weighs over twenty pounds. He is a thoroughbred, and is valued at one thousand dollars, having been brought from the Isle of Malta, and he wears a one-hundred-dollar gold collar.
This consisted of two handfuls of crumpled twenty-dollar bills from his trousers, three rolls of one-hundred-dollar bills from his waistcoat, and sundry other lots of currency, both paper and specie, that I found stowed away in his overcoat and dinner-coat pockets. There were also ten twenty-dollar gold pieces in a little silver chain-bag he carried on his wrist.
Father, you had better pay the squire at once." Mr. Grant took out a big wallet, and counted out thirty one-hundred-dollar bills. "I believe that is correct, squire," he said. "No, it isn't. You haven't paid the interest," snarled the squire. "Here is another hundred dollars that will cover it." Ten minutes later Squire Carter left the farmhouse with a heavy frown upon his face.
As before, there were ten one-hundred-dollar bills. His eyes flashed with mocking triumph. "If you don't know what is in this letter if you didn't read it how do you know that I am to have this money?" he said.
There still lay three one-hundred-dollar bills, crisply warm, against her bosom, and during the long arid spell that followed her first stroke of good fortune they were to her like a sedative touch, pressing down a more and more frequently recurring rise of fear.
He tried to kiss her and she backed away in disgust. The scoundrel! "Isn't it clever, though? Not a word is said by anyone. I don't suppose she could swear to knowing anything about what is in the envelope. There she goes out. He is opening the envelope and counting out the money ten one-hundred-dollar bills. There they go into the fob pocket of his trousers.
Noticing his excited condition, I said, "Put down as much as you think proper, and if you go too high I'll tell you." With that he pulled out a long pocket-book, and drawing forth a roll of hundred- dollar bills threw them on the red. I picked up the money and counted it, and found there were thirty-three one-hundred-dollar bills.
"I wish he hadn't given me so much. I didn't need all that." For Roaring Bill had tucked a dozen one-hundred-dollar notes in the envelope. And, curiously enough, she was not offended, only wishful that he had been less generous. Twelve hundred dollars was a lot of money, far more than she needed, and she did not know how she could return it. She sat a long time with the money in her lap, thinking.
Just before they teed off, Marshall put a crisp one-hundred-dollar note belonging to Miss Lawrence in Harding's hands as stakeholder, and LaHume promptly covered it with five bills of the same denomination. There were scores of smaller wagers with no such animus back of them. Wallace won the toss and took the honour.
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