"I have not! I haven't got it anywhere—that is, all of it. I shall pay you by instalments."
"I can't agree to accept the money like that."
"You'll have to!" exploded Severance. "There's nothing else you can do."
"You think so? We shall see. But it occurs to me that one instalment deserves another. You pay me by instalments: I allow my wife to go to her mother by instalments. Some of her trunks can go first."
"For God's sake don't joke about this thing!" broke out Severance. "It's too coarse—even for you."
"Strikes me that it would be coarser to take it seriously," said Garth. "And there's no need of doing that any more."
"What do you mean?" the other asked sharply.
"As I pointed out before, the 'bargain's' smashed to bits."
"Nothing of the sort!" Severance flung at him. "There wasn't a word spoken about handing you the whole million in a bunch."
"There was something said about handing it over in advance. It wasn't handed over."