"That would be a safe investment."
"The trouble is I am short at this time. I haven't the two hundred."
"That's all right, you needn't let that worry you." Stover picked up his pen, took a promissory note from a pigeon hole and made it out for two hundred and passed it to Roberts, who signed it and received the money, which he contributed to the campaign fund.
Chapter VI
"Have a chair. I will call her," Clara Babcock said to the young man who had called and asked for Ruth. She went to Ruth's room where she was pounding away on a typewriter. Several months previous Ruth had been hopeful of securing a raise in salary but the raise had not come. When the second pay-day failed to bring the increase, she inserted an advertisement in the paper asking for stenographic work to be done of evenings. In this way she was able to earn from six to ten dollars a week toward a fund to send her father to Dr. Lilly. She was joyful every time she could add a dollar to this fund, although she knew that she was doing this extra work at the expense of her health.
When her aunt entered her room she found Ruth playing a merry little tune on the typewriter.
"Ruth, dear, there is a young gentleman here to see you."
"Is it Mr. King?"
"No, Mr. Golter. He is in his car. I suspect he has come to take you for a ride."