"
And Miss London did. She sent for Sam a week later and put tweny-five
hundred dollars into his hand.
"That's not to invest for me," she said, "that's for yourself. By the
agreement I signed with you we were to split anything I got out of the
colonel. Well, I went light. I only got five thousand dollars."
With the money in his hand Sam stood by the side of a little table in her
room looking at her.
"What did you tell the colonel?" he asked.
"I called him up here to my room last night and lying here in bed I told
him that I had just discovered I was the victim of an incurable disease. I
told him that within a month I would be in bed for keeps and asked him to
marry me at once and to take me away with him to some quiet place where I
could die in his arms."
Coming over to Sam, Luella London put a hand upon his arm and laughed.
"He began to beg off and make excuses," she went on, "and then I brought
out his letters to me and talked straight. He wilted at once and paid the
five thousand dollars I asked for the letters without a murmur. I might
have made it fifty and with your talent you ought to get all he has in six
months."
Sam shook hands with her and told her of his success in doubling the money
she had put into his hands.
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