"That's what. All we need now is your signature and to go through the form of getting it passed through the council again, and we are all done," answered Vickery. "You have a queer charter in this town."
"And if I sign the proposed bill?" she asked.
"You get $20,000 cold cash and a thousand shares of preferred stock," urged Vickery.
"Why not give me a certified check right now?" asked the Mayor.
"Now if that isn't just like a woman!—a charming feminine trait, too," returned Vickery. "No man would think of asking for a check in these little transactions. Good, solid money is all right, isn't it?"
"I suppose so," she returned.
"Well?" he asked, after a slight pause.
"Well?" she returned.
"You're going to sign the bill?" he asked, wondering just what she would do next.
"Mr. Vickery,—it's against all my principles, you know,—taking money or its equivalent for my signature," said the Mayor.