"Can't you get Mr.Gamble to make you his receiver or trustee, or something, for the irrigation company ?" "I might now," mused Loring.

"He's so interested in the impulsive attempt to make his million dollars that I think I could persuade him.
He seems to be really serious about that million." "Of course he's serious about it," asserted Constance almost indignantly.

"Don't you suppose he can do it ?" "Well, this is the age of financial miracles," acknowledged Loring, but with a shake of his head.

"He can't do it, though, if Collaton gobbles up all he makes and injures his credit besides." Constance drew a deep breath.
"I wish you to act as my agent, Ashley," she said crisply.

"Mr.Gamble is certain to make some money, is he not ?" "Johnny will always make money," he assured her.
"If you bring in a bill against him for money you have expended, after you have wound up the Gamble-Collaton affairs, he will, of course, pay it." "As quickly as he can find a fountain-pen and a check-book." "I wish to loan him some money without his knowledge.