“My word, and I don’t know a man on earth who will take it for that amount.”
“I will.”
“You?”
“Yes.”
“Why, will you let me have the money?”
“If you will make me a promise.”
“What promise?”
They were walking down Fifth Avenue. Frank called a cab before answering Madison.
“To the Fifth Avenue Hotel,” he said, as they got in.
“No; the Hoffman House,” said Diamond. “We are going to look for my money there.”