Two numbers of her row were out.

A quiver of excitement ran through her frame.

She caught up the paper, but it shook as before, so that she could not see the figures.

Dashing it back upon the counter, and holding it down almost violently, she bent over, with eyes starting from their sockets, and read the line of figures to the end, then sank over upon the counter with a groan, and lay there half fainting and too weak to lift herself up.

If the 40 had been there, she would have made a hit of twenty-five thousand dollars.