"When shall I have it? There must be no delay." "This friend of mine will be here presently. He may have to send cables, or something like that. But there won't be any delay--he's a terrific hustler." A resolute look settled on Mrs. Vandemeyer's face. "I'll do it. It's a great sum of money, and besides"--she gave a curious smile--"it is not--wise to throw over a woman like me!" For a moment or two, she remained smiling, and lightly tapping her fingers on the table. Suddenly she started, and her face blanched. "What was that?" "I heard nothing."
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