He was thinking of a matter of $250 which his father had saved from pension-money, and was still in the savings-bank.

Carroll replied (but with the greatest indifference) that they often sold stock in very small blocks, and the confidence of them waxed apace.

Amidon thought of a little money which his wife had saved from her boarders, and the barber immediately resolved to invest every cent he had in the United Fuel.

Such was Captain Carroll's graciousness and urbanity that he idled away an hour in the barber-shop, and the other men melted away, although reluctantly, from an atmosphere of such effulgence.

The milkman's hollow stomach drove him home for his breakfast.