"Thank you very much," he said slowly, "but I couldn't take any money for helping Dorothy out of a mess.

When I've taken money for helping people, they've been strangers--like the Kernabies and Blumenruth.

But Dorothy is different--quite different." Septimus Rainer pulled at his beard, and said in a grumbling voice, "That's all very well, sonny; but where do I come in?
You get my little girl out of a tight place--a very tight place--and you save me three hundred thousand dollars.

Business is business, and I ought to pay." "It is rather awkward for you," said Tinker, looking at him with a puzzled face and knitted brow.

"But I think the thing is that it wasn't business.