"Not a single dollar. The best I can do is to promise that I will consider the question of a division when I feel that the money belongs to the finder."
Mr. Redmond argued the point in all its bearings, but with no different result.
"But how long will it be before you find out whether this man had any heirs?" asked he.
"I may ascertain in a month or two. It don't take but a week or ten days for a letter to go to Havana."
"Then I must wait, I suppose," mused the fop.
"You must, indeed."
"But I am sure you will find no heirs."
"I may not."
"Leopold, I'll tell you what I will do. I want to be fair, you see."
"I see."