human
It's rather a nice-sounding word,--million,
gpt
I don't know, returned Johnny, full of his perplexity about Constance.
human
I'm tired of hearing the word. Sometimes it makes me sick to think of it.
gpt
You ought to be ashamed of yourself!
human
All right, agreed Johnny accommodatingly.
gpt
I'm used to that anyhow. For one thing, I'm ashamed of being such a sucker. That old partner of mine not only stung me for every cent I could scrape together for two years, but actually had the nerve to try to sell the big tract of land we irrigated with money.
human
To sell it!
gpt
That's all, returned Johnny.
human
He went to the Western Developing Company with it two months ago and had them so worked up that they looked into the title. They even sent a man out there to investigate.
gpt
Flivver, I suppose?
human
Rank, corroborated Johnny.
gpt
Washburn, of the Western Developing, was telling me about it yesterday. He said his man took one look at the land and came back offering to go six blocks out of his way on a busy Monday to see Collaton hung.
human
We'd get up a party,