Christopher Milbers said, “I simply can’t believe it. It’s unfair. It’s unjust.”
“Oh, forget it,” Mrs. Cranning said. “You’ve got ten thousand bucks, and if you think that’s hay, you’re a horse.”
Paul laughed uproariously.
Bertha Cool said, “We’re still ten thousand dollars short.”
Voices sounded in the hall. Eva Hanberry came back into the room with Josephine Dell.
“Hello, folks,” Josephine called. “What do you think? I’ve got the swellest job. I’m going to work with a man who is employed by the government. He flies all over the country, and I’m going to do a lot of travelling myself. Some kind of labour investigations. He goes to one place, stays there for a month or six weeks, and then goes to some other place. Isn’t that just too grand for anything?”
Nettie Cranning said, “Wait until you’ve heard all the news.”
“Yes,” Eva said. “You’ve got some money I’ll bet you didn’t know anything about.”
“What?”
“It’s a fact,” Paul assured her. “Remember that time when the boss had us witness a will?”