Sylvester; she enjoyed the dramatic,
and that Kent was hanging on her words she was fully aware, in
spite of his expressionless face. "Dr. Stone lifted the burglar
in his arms and then Mrs. Brewster laughed as she laughed in
the corridor to-day - a soft gurgling laugh."
CHAPTER XIV
PAY CASH
It was the rush hour at the Metropolis Trust Company and the busy
paying teller counted out silver and gold and treasury notes of
varying denominations with the mechanical precision and exactness
which experience gives. Suddenly his hand stopped midway toward
the money drawer, his attention arrested by the signature on a check.
A swift glance upward showed him a girl's face at the grille of the
window. There was an instant's pause, then she addressed him.
"Do hurry, Mr. McDonald; father is waiting for me."
"Pardon me, Miss McIntyre." He stamped the check and laid it to
one side. "how do you want the money?"
"Oh, I forgot." She glanced at a memorandum on the back of an
envelope. "Mrs. Brewster wishes ten tens, five twenties, and
ten ones.
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