"Sarah, all you say is true, but I've had no money."
"And you never will have."
"Yes, I will."
"Never."
"Why do you say so?"
"You haven't the courage; you are a coward."
"Hold, Sarah, I took a big chance this very afternoon to make a big stake. I showed all the courage, but got the worst of it. I ran up against a cyclone disguised as a gentle sea breeze, but I am going to have a big stake, and all you need is just a little patience and you shall have an elegant home, horses and carriages, and diamonds and servants."
"Oh, come off, Tom; no more fairy stories for me."
"It's no fairy story, Sarah. I tell you there is no one on earth that I love as I do you. I've felt bad seeing you living this way and I've done the best I could; but I am to be let into the greatest gang on earth. I will make money from the start, and you will be let in and we can in a few weeks make a big stake and skip. What I tell you is no fairy story."
"Bah! Tom, I've heard your wild tales before."