Lucy reflected. "No, I will not."
"Well, well, we shall have time to talk about that: when can you start?"
"Give me three days."
"All right."
"You won't keep me there long after I have done this wicked thing?"
"No, no. I will send you home with flying colors, and you shall have your share of the plunder."
"I'd rather go into service again and work my fingers to the bone."
"Since you have such a contempt for money, perhaps you'll stand fifty pounds?"
"I have no money with me, but I'll ask Mr. Middleton to advance me some."
She opened the door, and asked one of the clerks if she could see the principal for a moment. He came to her directly. She then said to him, "He wants fifty pounds; could you let me have it for him?"