I think I'll get a million of it, anyhow.

That'll mean twenty thousand.

If I do we'll build out on Girard Avenue.

That's going to be the street.

The college is making that neighborhood." "That'll be fine, won't it, Frank!" she observed, and rubbed his arm as he sat on the side of the bed.
Her remark was vaguely speculative.
"We'll have to show the Butlers some attention from now on.