"Well, about ten thousand pounds."
"Hoo!" said Miss Gaymer, pleasantly fluttered. "Have I got all that?"
"No."
"Oh! How much, then?"
Jimmy Marrable told her.
CHAPTER XIX
IN WHICH LOVE FLIES OUT OF THE WINDOW
Hughie closed the door on Joan, and breathed a gentle sigh of relief. He was spoiling for a fight, and he had just got his hands free, so to speak. Brief but perfect satisfaction lay before him.