If I could find the money, I'd buy it and cut down expenses until I made a big profit.
It would be easy enough." Then she added, while she slammed the ivory-tinted door of a case: "I wish you could run the house, Mrs.Carr.
You are so pleasant to work with.

Nothing ever seems to depress you." "It would be nice, wouldn't it ?" responded Gabriella promptly, and as she said the words, she decided that she would try to borrow the money from Judge Crowborough.

For three months she had been struggling to bring herself to the point of asking his help--or at least his advice--and now, in a flash, without argument or discussion, she had settled the question.

"It's a simple business proposition--a promising investment," she thought.

"I'll ask him to get the money for me at a fair interest--to get me enough anyhow to give me control of the business.