That's my rule." "Well, you're in luck, for I've got a hundred dollars," answered Orlando.

"I've just got that, and a dollar besides, in my pocket.
To-morrow you go to my lawyer, Burlingame, at Askatoon, and you'll get the rest of the money.

It will be there waiting for you." "Cash ?" pressed the old man.
"Certainly: Government hundred-dollar bills.

Give me a receipt for this hundred dollars." "Come inside," said the old man almost cheerfully.

He loved having his own way.