"
"You've got your salary, haven't you?"
"Yes, that's true, but--"
"I can keep it safe for you," said Nell, "and some day when you need
it you'll be glad to have it. You've never saved anything yourself;
that's a woman's job."
Peter tried to haggle with her, but it wasn't the same as haggling
with McGivney; she looked at him with her melting glances, and it
made Peter's head swim, and automatically he put out his hand and
let her take the two bills. Then she smiled, so tenderly that he
made bold to remind her, "You know, Nell, you're my wife now!"
"Yes, yes," she answered, "of course. But we've got to get rid of
Ted Crothers somehow. He watches me all the time, and I have no end
of trouble making excuses and getting away."
"How're you're going to get rid of him?" asked Peter, hungrily.
"We'll have to skip," she answered; "just as soon as we have pulled
off our new frame-up--"
"Another one?" gasped Peter, in dismay.
And the girl laughed. "You wait!" she said. "I'm going to pull some
real money out of Nelse Ackerman this time! Then when we've made our
killing, we'll skip, and be fixed for life. You wait--and don't talk
love to me now, because my mind is all taken up with my plans, and I
can't think about anything else.
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