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 I'll be able to buy him and sell him. Not that I'm a beggar now; my partner and I divided a hundred and four thousand this year in profits. Perhaps he's better looking, more—polished, can talk better. But he can't do any more for you nor make you any happier than I can. If he's of good family, so am I. The Forbeses are one of the oldest families in New York state. He can't have anything on me there."

The girl's smiles were gone and she was gazing at him in a sort of wondering fascination, the color deepening each moment in her cheeks.

"I won't ask for a week. Miss Burnett. As you say, it's too long. I don't need it to win out from Smith." He looked at his watch. "It's seven twenty now. Give me until your train goes. That's all I'll ask. Will you give me that?"