Oh, Money! Money! by Eleanor H. (Eleanor Hodgman) Porter
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come in, is it? Well, and suppose I refuse to come in?"
"Regretfully I shall have to employ another attorney." "Humph! Well?" "But you won't refuse." The blue eyes opposite were still twinkling. "In the first place, you're my good friend--my best friend. You wouldn't be seen letting me start off on a wild-goose chase like this without your guiding hand at the helm to see that I didn't come a cropper." "Aren't you getting your metaphors a trifle mixed?" This time the lawyer's eyes were twinkling. "Eh? What? Well, maybe. But I reckon you get my meaning. Besides, what I want you to do is a mere routine of regular business, with you." "It sounds like it. Routine, indeed!" "But it is--your part. Listen. I'm off for South America, say, on an exploring tour. In your charge I leave certain papers with instructions that on the first day of the sixth month of my absence (I being unheard from), you are to open a certain envelope and act according to instructions within. Simplest thing in the world, man. Now isn't it?" "Oh, very simple--as you put it." "Well, meanwhile I'll start for South America--alone, of course; and, |
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