If I don't pay the remainder at the end of the ninety days they'll sue me; and I have several million dollars' worth of property that I can't hide." Gamble shrugged his shoulders resignedly.
"Your only chance is to build or sell," he decided.

"It's your property, all right.

Have you offered it ?" "Old Mort Washer wants it--confound him! I've discovered that the day after I bought this ground he told my friends that he intended to buy the big piece and build in competition; and they ran like your horse--Angora--last Saturday, Gamble.

Now Washer offers to buy this ground for two and an eighth millions--just the amount for which I will be sued." "Leaving you to try to forget the hundred and twenty-five thousand you've already spent," figured Gamble.

"Nice cheery thought of Washer's! Of course you applauded ?" "With a brick--if I'd had one!" declared Courtney still angry.
Johnny smiled and looked thoughtfully out over the sunlit greensward.
There were electrifying plays down there; but, "fan" though he was, he did not see them.