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"And do you think, Loudon," he replied, "that a man who can paint a thousand-dollar picture has not grit enough to keep his end up in the stock market? Come, Loudon, my dear; Heaven knows I have no thought but your own good, and I will offer you a bargain. But to let you run away as if you were whipped, is what I am too proud to do." My heart leaped at this proposal, and then sank again.
The proceeds of the sale were brought to the office early the next afternoon, a small packet neatly sealed and docketed one hundred thousand-dollar bills. Mr. Graham turned it over in his hand thoughtfully. "You'll take it to the house, of course, John," he said to his partner. "Lester 'd better go with you." So Mr. Royce placed the package in his pocket, a cab was summoned, and we were off.
"I know a man Bobby is going to work. A man is not a success in life unless he does something, and Bobby is going to be a success. Why, Taylor," he chuckled, "the little rascal fills the wood-box for a cent a time, and that's all the pocket-money he gets. He's saving now to buy a thousand-dollar boat. I've agreed to pool in half. At his present rate of income, I'm safe for about sixty years yet."
This great sum, which he dared not bank, must be carried about with him; it must not leave him night or day; it must be buckled into the chamois belt and worn round his waist, sleeping and waking. The belt was really for gold, but the forty-two thousand-dollar notes, which were not a great bulk, would easily go into it. He returned to his hotel and changed them to it, and put the belt on.
"Yes; I want a thousand-dollar government bond. It's cheap enough for such a secret." "But I haven't any bonds." "You can find me one," said Tony, emphatically, "or I'll tell what I know to the directors. You see, I know more than that." "What do you know?" asked Duncan, terrified. "I know that you disposed of a part of the bonds on Wall Street, to Sharp & Ketchum.
And saved a little boy, and lost a little girl, and mended a fractured thigh, and eased a gun-shot wound, and came dashing home at noon in one of his thousand-dollar hours to feel the White Linen Nurse's pulse and broil her a bit of tenderloin steak with his own thousand-dollar hands, and then went dashing off again to do one major operation or another, telephoned home once or twice during the afternoon to make sure that everything was all right, and finding that the White Linen Nurse was comfortably up and about again, went sprinting off fifty miles somewhere on a meningitis consultation, and came dragging home at last, somewhere near midnight, to a big black house brightened only by a single light in the kitchen where the White Linen Nurse went tiptoeing softly from stove to pantry in deft preparation of an appetizing supper for him.
He would not be ashamed for weakness before the world. El-Soo became incidental. The savings and scrimpings from the cold nights of all his years were ripe to be squandered. El-Soo stood at six thousand. He made it seven thousand. And then, in thousand-dollar bids, as fast as they could be uttered, her price went up. At fourteen thousand the two men stopped for breath.
"Worse than that. I can stand losing a big nine- thousand-dollar Mercedes, but but you tell it, McBirney. You have the facts at your tongue's end." Garrick looked questioningly at the detective. "I'm very much afraid," responded McBirney slowly, "that this theft about caps the climax of motor-car stealing in this city.
I'll stake you because I like you and I don't care who knows it if you don't." "You're a brick" the gambler declared. "I don't need your money, you blessed woman. I'm 'fat'" and he waved a thousand-dollar bill at her. "I did ride into San Pasqual on a freight, but I did it from choice, an' not necessity. The brakie was an old friend o' mine an' asked me to ride in wit' him.
An' dey wouldn't talk fer publication, anyway, would dey?" Shluker smiled now-almost ingratiatingly. "And how much is my end worth?" he inquired softly. "One of dem thousand-dollar engravin's," stated the Pug promptly. "An' Pinkie'll run around an' slip it to youse before mornin'." "All right," said Shluker, after a moment. "It's half past eight now.
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