He went on: "I won't put any more money in it; but what I've put in a'ready can stay; and you can pay me four per cent." He got upon his feet; and March and Fulkerson stood, too.
"Well, I call that pretty white," said Fulkerson.

"It's a bargain as far as I'm concerned.

I suppose you'll want to talk it over with your wife, March ?" "Yes; I shall," said March.

"I can see that it's a great chance; but I want to talk it over with my wife." "Well, that's right," said the old man.

"Let me hear from you tomorrow." He went out, and Fulkerson began to dance round the room.