“By withdrawing the account, then, I—”
“You would not help the situation which you have created, Mr. Grinnell. Have you much more gold?”
The young man looked straight into the president’s eyes. He said: “If it will relieve your mind, I can assure you that I have not much more.”
“Everything is relative. What do you consider much?”
“What do you?”
“Say, twenty or thirty millions more.”
“Oh, no! I haven’t thirty millions more.”
“Have you twenty?” persisted the president.
“Twenty?” The young man thought a moment. “No, I haven’t.”
“Ten?”