The Day of the Dog by George Barr McCutcheon
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abandon the matter. A satisfactory compromise is under way."
"So I've been told. But are you sure you understand yourself?" "Perfectly, thank you." "This is a very unsatisfactory place from which to argue my case, Mrs. Delancy. Can't you dispose of the dog?" "Only God disposes." "Well, do you mind telling me what the compromise provides?" She stared at him for a moment haughtily, but his smile won the point for him. She told him everything and then looked very much displeased when he swore distinctly. "Pardon me, but you are getting very much the worst of it in this deal. It is the most contemptible scheme to rob that I ever heard of. By this arrangement you are to get farming lands and building lots in rural towns worth in all about $100,000, I'd say. Don't you know that you are entitled to nearly half a million?" "Oh, dear, no. By right, my share is less than $75,000," she cried triumphantly. "Who told you so?" he demanded, and she saw a very heavy frown on his erstwhile merry face. "Why--why, Mr. Austin and another brother-in-law, Mr. Gray, both of whom are very kind to me in the matter, I'm sure." |
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