That is, nothing he could exchange for value received--no houses or lots, or stocks or bonds.

It was the INTANGIBLE that proved his richest possession, viz.:--a certain buoyancy of spirits; a cheery, optimistic view of life; a winning personality and the power of both making and holding friends.

With this came another asset--the willingness to take chances, and still a third--an absolute belief in his luck.

Down at the bottom of the box littered with old papers, unpaid tax bills and protested notes--all valueless--was a fourth which his father used to fish out when every other asset failed--a certain confidence in the turn of a card.
But the virtues and the peccadilloes of their ancestors, we may be sure, were not interesting, our two young men as they swung up the Avenue arm in arm, this particular afternoon, the sidewalks crowded with the fashion of the day, the roadway blocked with carriages.

Nor did any passing objects occupy their attention.
Garry's mind was on Corinne, and what he would tell her, and how she would look as she listened, the pretty head tucked on one side, her sparkling eyes drinking in every word of his story, although he knew she wouldn't believe one-half of it.