GRIMES. Just a moment. I'll take the money.
HEGAN. Oh, yes. Why don't you let me hold it and buy for you?
GRIMES. I'll buy for myself.
HEGAN. Very well.
[Sits at desk.]
GRIMES. It's two hundred thousand.
HEGAN. That's right. [Writes a check, rises and gives it to Grimes.] There.
GRIMES. [Studies the check, nods, and puts it away carefully.] When's the next train?
HEGAN. In about ten minutes. [Rings bell.] Andrews!
ANDREWS. [Enters left.] Yes, Sir.