“Money from the insurance company for being hit by a drunken driver.”
“But I’ve already collected that, Mrs. Cool. I’ve already made a settlement.”
“No, you haven’t, not from the man who was driving the car. How much were they going to pay in all?”
“You mean this insurance company?”
“Yes, the one you made the settlement with, this Auto Club outfit?”
“Why, they were going to pay me my salary for two months. That would be two hundred and fifty dollars for the two months. Then they were going to pay all the expenses here. I don’t know what they amount to, but I think it’s ten dollars a day. That would be six hundred dollars for two months, and give me five hundred dollars when I left here. Good heavens, Mrs. Cool, do you realize how much that is? That’s thirteen hundred dollars.”
“All right,” Bertha said, “you signed a release, releasing the client of that insurance company, and that insurance company from any claim. You didn’t sign any release, releasing the Intermutual Indemnity Company. Now, I’ll tell you what we’re going to do. You’re going to put your claim in my hands, and I’m going to collect you a bunch of money from the Intermutual. You’re going to pay me one-half of what I collect, and I’m going to guarantee with you that your share will be at least two thousand dollars.”
“You mean two thousand dollars in cash?”
“Yes,” Bertha said. “That’ll be your share, and don’t let’s have any misunderstandings, dear. I’ll be making two thousand dollars myself. Understand, that’s a minimum. I feel certain I can get you more, perhaps three or four thousand dollars as your share.”
“But, Mrs. Cool, that would be dishonest.”