Hurry, my dear Cardigan. Tempest fidgets; remember Moriarity--which,
if you still remember your Latin, means: "Time flies. Remember to-
morrow!" I finished eating my overcoat the day before yesterday.
Make it a hundred, and God will bless you. When I get it, I'll come
to Sequoia and kiss you. I'll pay you back sometime--of course.
Wistfully thine--Buck Ogilvy
P.S.--Delays are dangerous, and procrastination is the thief of
time.--B.
John Cardigan chuckled. "I'd take Buck Ogilvy, Bryce. He'll do. Is he
honest?"
"I don't know. He was, the last time I saw him."
"Then wire him a hundred. Don't wait for the mail. The steamer that
carries your letter might be wrecked and your friend Ogilvy forced to
steal."
"I have already wired him the hundred. In all probability he is now
out whirling like a dervish."
"Good boy! Well, I think we've planned sufficient for the present,
Bryce. You'd better leave for San Francisco to-morrow and close your
deal with Gregory. Arrange with him to leave his own representative
with Ogilvy to keep tab on the job, check the bills, and pay them as
they fall due; and above all things, insist that Gregory shall place
the money in a San Francisco bank, subject to the joint check of his
representative and ours. Hire a good lawyer to draw up the agreement
between you; be sure you're right, and then go ahead--full speed.
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