I want you to take up those notes of yours." "I haven't the money!" said Langham.
"Well, I can't wait on you any longer." "I don't see but that you'll have to," retorted Langham.
"I'm going to offer a few inducements for haste, Marsh.

I'm going to make you see that it's worth your while to find that money for me quick,--understand?
You owe me about two thousand dollars; are you fixed to turn it in by the end of the month ?" The gambler bit off the end of a fresh cigar and held it a moment between his fingers as he gazed at Langham, waiting for his reply.

The latter shook his head but said nothing.
"Well, then, by George, I am going to sue you!" "Because I can't protect you longer!" "Oh, to hell with your protection! Go dig up the money for me or I'll raise a fuss here that'll hurt more than one reputation! The notes are good, ain't they ?" "They are good when I have the money to meet them." "They are good even if you haven't the money to meet them! I guess Judge Langham's indorsement is worth something, and Linscott's a rich man; even Moxlow's got some property.

Those are the three who are on your paper, and the paper's considerably overdue." Langham turned a pale face on the gambler.
"You won't do that, Andy!" he said, in a voice which he vainly strove to hold steady.
"Won't I?
Do you think I'm in business for my health ?" And he laughed shortly, then he wheeled on Langham with unexpected fierceness.

"I'll give you until the first of the month, Marsh, and then I'm going after you without gloves.