"Oh, is that so?" said Pell, beginning to see daylight. To young Jones he said: "How far is it to town?"
"Twenty miles, I should say."
Pell thought a second, "Is that flivver of yours working, Jones?"
"In a way."
Pell thought harder. "We've got plenty of time," he said, as if to himself. "Five hours! Get your hat," turning to the young man.
Gilbert was confused. "What's the idea?"
"We're going to pay the mortgage, of course. How much is it?"
"Shouldn't you have asked that first—as a good business man?"
"Answer me: how much is it?"