The _changeurs_ are only too glad to get them; what do they care where they come from as long as they are genuine?
And a week or two later _M.

le Changeur_ could not swear who tendered him any one particular note.
"You see, young Robert Ireland went abroad, he will come back some day having made a fortune.

There's his photo.

And this is his mother--a clever woman, wasn't she ?" And before Polly had time to reply he was gone.

She really had never seen any one move across a room so quickly.