"The fact is the pickings here are pretty small." Again the lawyer mopped his brow and again North moved impatiently.
"Don't say another word about it, Marsh," he repeated.

"McBride has agreed to take the last of my gas bonds off my hands; that will get me away from here." "How many have you left ?" asked Langham curiously.
"Ten," said North.
Langham whistled.
"Do you mean to tell me you are down to that?
Why, you told me once you held a hundred!" "So I did once, but it costs money to be the kind of fool I've been! said North.
"Well, I suppose you are doing the sensible thing in getting out of this.

Have you any notion where you are going or what you'll do ?" North shook his head.
"Oh, you'll get into something!" the lawyer encouraged.

"When shall you see McBride ?" "This afternoon.

Why ?" "I was going to say that I was just there with Atkinson.