Bill kicked her under the table.
“Pounds, certainly,” said Dorothy. “I went to England last year, and after I learned how to figure their complicated money, I’ve never been able to unlearn it!”
She smiled benignly upon the company.
Bill nodded. “Dorothy’s some little bargainer, ain’t she?” he said delightedly, with his mouth full.
“Give you a million dollars,” said the portly gentleman.
“Give up your place,” said Dorothy, “and let some of these other gentlemen into the game.”
“A million and a half,” said the portly gentleman, edging closer to the table.
“Make it two million and you win.”
“Done!”
“Thank you,” smiled Dorothy. “Now please make the check payable to George Conway.”