"Certainly—when I get the opportunity."
"You mean when you're dead."
"Possibly!" he laughed.
"You ought to have enough. You could stop this instant and be the wealthiest in the State—one of the very wealthiest in the Nation."
"What are a few millions!" he minimized.
"A few! Do you call thirty few?"
"Who said I am worth thirty millions?" he asked.
There was just a trace of pride in his voice—and she detected it.
"Aren't you?" she smiled.
"To be candid, I don't know. I can't tell from day to day—values fluctuate, you know. I may be a million poorer one day and a million richer the next—and not have changed a single investment."