The company can afford the royalty, Joe, for it is making a heap of money--more than I wish it were.

One of my greatest trials is to take care of the money I've already made, and--" "And he couldn't do it at all without my help," broke in the Major.
"Don't ye hesitate to take an advantage of him, Joseph, if ye can get it--which I doubt--for Mr.Merrick is most disgracefully rich already." "That's true," sighed the little millionaire.

"So it will be a royalty, Joe.

We are paying the same percentage to Bob West for the Almaquo tract, but yours is so much better that I am sure your earnings will furnish you and Ethel with all the income you need." They sat discoursing upon the happy event for some time longer, but Joe had to return to the hotel early because he was not yet strong enough to be out late.
"Before I go, Mr.Merrick," he said, "I'd like you to give me my mother's picture, which is in the secret drawer of the cupboard.

You have the keys, now, and Ethel is curious to see how my mother looked." Uncle John went at once to the cupboard and unlocked the doors.