THE FINANCIER 
She passed on in swinging her arms. 
"Yes, well—" Butler continued, when she had gone. 
"Then how will later do? We'll leave it for a day or 
two. Good day." 
"Good day." 
Cowperwood, warm with this enhancing of his financial 
prospects, went down the steps; but incidentally he 
spared a passing thought for the gay spirit of youth that 
had manifested itself in this red-cheeked maiden. What 
a bright, healthy, bounding girl! Her voice had the 
subtle, vigorous ring of fifteen or sixteen. She was all 
vitality. Some young fellow would make a fine catch 
of her some day, and her father would make him rich, 
no doubt, or help to.