& P.will actually build that connecting link through your land ?" "Ask Boise," directed Johnny confidently.

"He's at the Hotel Midas, and he has appointments in his room for the most of the morning." "Has that grasping old monopolist gumshoed into town again ?" inquired Washburn, and promptly ordered his secretary to get Boise on the telephone.

"How much do you want for that land ?" he asked while he waited.
"Half a million dollars," stated Johnny.

"No, I mean five hundred and ten thousand," he hastily corrected, remembering his five-thousand-dollar debt to Polly, and planning a five-thousand-dollar betrothal blow-out that should be a function worth while.
"Half a million's a lot of money," Washburn soberly objected.
"I said half a million and ten thousand, spot cash and to-day," Johnny carefully corrected.
"You're joking." "Am I smiling ?" demanded Johnny.

"Washburn, if I can't get that odd ten thousand I'm in no hurry to sell." Washburn's bell rang, but he went into the next room to talk to Boise.
He came back resigned.
"We'll need a few days for the formalities," he suggested.
"You don't need a minute," denied Johnny.