"Will that do ?" He handed her the paper.
"One hundred and fifty dollars--oh, quite, quite good!" she said.

"But it's only a half hatred after all.

I'd have made it a whole one." "You'd have expected John Grier to give two hundred, eh?
But that would have been too plain.

It looks all right now, and it must go at that." She smiled.

"Well, it'll go at that.