"Look at Mary!"
"Why?"
"She's got a look of father in her eyes—father going down to Wall Street to raise Cain."
Mary spoke very slowly.
"Mr. Gilpin," she said, "you are an excellent estate lawyer, and I am very fond of you. But you know nothing about finance. We are going to live here whenever we please. We are going to run it wide open, as father did. We are even going to pay the taxes."
Mr. Gilpin was exasperated.
"Then you'll have to take boarders," he flung at her.
"Exactly," said Mary.
There was a short silence.