She's written to the Omaha cousin, tellin' him what a scrape she's in and askin' him to please, if convenient, let her have a thousand or so on account.

She figgers if she gets that, she can go to Bayport or Orham or somewheres and open another notion store." Captain Berry lit a cigar.

"Hum!" he said, after a minute.

"You say she's written to this chap.

Has she got an answer yet ?" "No, not any definite one.