“I could get it for you.”
“How?”
“All you need to do is to sign a release, and—”
“Oh, that.”
“Well, what about it?” Bertha asked.
She laughed and said, “You’re the second one.”
“Meaning you’ve already signed up?”
“No.”
“Who was the first?”
“A witness who saw it. He hunted me up to tell me that it really wasn’t my fault, and I could collect from the insurance company. He said he’d make a contract with me by which he’d finance the whole thing entirely at his own cost and expense, give me fifty per cent of whatever he received, and guarantee that my share would be at least five hundred dollars. I thought that was a very generous contract, don’t you?”