A gleam of resolution came into the wandering eyes of Luella London and she took the purse from the back of the chair and brought out the roll of bills.
“I’m a sport,” she said, “and I’m going to lay a bet on the best horse I ever saw. You may trim me, but I always would take a chance.”
Turning, she called a waiter and, handing him a bill from her purse, threw the roll on the table.
“Take the pay for the spread and the wine we have had out of that,” she said, handing him the loose bill and then turning to Sam. “You ought to beat the world. Anyway your genius gets recognition from me. I pay for this party and when you see the colonel say good-bye to him for me.”
The next day, at his request, Sue Rainey called at the offices of the Arms Company and Sam handed her the paper signed by Luella London. It was an agreement on her part to divide with Sam, half and half, any money she might be able to blackmail out of Colonel Rainey.
The colonel’s daughter glanced from the paper to Sam’s face.
“I thought so,” she said, and a puzzled look came into her eyes. “But I do not understand this. What does this paper do and what did you pay for it?”
“The paper,” Sam answered, “puts her in a hole and I paid ten thousand dollars for it.”
Sue Rainey laughed and taking a checkbook from her handbag laid it on the desk and sat down.
“Do you get your half?” she asked.