“I haven’t any position. I’ve got a job, packing boxes in the basement of a department store.”
“She owns the biggest department store in Farrandale.”
“Who?”
“Your Aunt Susanna.”
“What in thunder do I care what she owns?”
“Because, if you have any sporting blood, you can own it some day.”
Hugh leaned back in his chair. “Well, you know how to get around Volstead all right. I’d like a shot myself.”
“I won’t hint any longer. I’m willing to bet a thousand dollars that you can make Susanna Frink change her will in your favor.”
Hugh gave a bored smile and did not change his easy position. “Sorry circumstances prevent my taking you up.”
“You can pay me when you get the money.” Ogden was leaning forward in his chair and smiling, and Hugh turned his head to face him.