"Right here in this chair." She sat down in one of the rigid chairs under the steel engraving.

"And, Marcus, you sat here----" "And I was just getting out of the operating chair," interposed Miss Baker.
"Yes, yes.

That's so; and you," continued Trina, pointing to Maria, "came up and said, 'Buy a ticket in the lottery; just a dollar.' Oh, I remember it just as plain as though it was yesterday, and I wasn't going to at first----" "And don't you know I told Maria it was against the law ?" "Yes, I remember, and then I gave her a dollar and put the ticket in my pocketbook.

It's in my pocketbook now at home in the top drawer of my bureau--oh, suppose it should be stolen now," she suddenly exclaimed.
"It's worth big money now," asserted Marcus.
"Five thousand dollars.

Who would have thought it?
It's wonderful." Everybody started and turned.