Five Thousand an Hour : how Johnny Gamble won the heiress by George Randolph Chester
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"Thanks." He smiled gratefully, "Now, Gresham, let's get down to statistics. These are working hours. Here's twenty-five hundred." "What for?" asked Gresham, looking at the money avariciously. "To show confidence in the dealer. You have a vacant lot up-town. What's it worth?" "Forty thousand dollars," recited Graham. "If you want forty it's worth thirty," Gamble sagely concluded. "I'll split it with you. Give you thirty-five." Gresham shook his head; but Gamble, watching him closely, saw that he was figuring. "I can't let the property go for less than its value." "I don't want you to. I offered you thirty-five." "On what terms?" inquired Gresham cautiously. "Thirty days cash. This twenty-five hundred is a first payment. I want a renewable option. If I don't cross over with the balance in thirty days, spend the money." "What do you mean by a renewable option?" asked Gresham, hesitating. "When this option runs out I get another at the same price--and |
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