there where I worked like a slave for three years, and wondered if I’d ever have anybody to like me. I didn’t want all that dust just for myself. I thought I’d meet just the right one some time, and I done it to-day. Money’s a mighty good thing to have, but to have the love of the one you like best is better still. If you was ever to marry a man, Miss, which would you rather he’d have?”
“Cash!”
The word came sharply and loudly from Miss Colby’s lips, giving evidence that in her dreams she was now behind her counter in the great department store of Sieber-Mason.
Her head suddenly bobbed over sideways. She awoke, sat straight, and rubbed her eyes. The Man from Nome was gone.
“Gee! I believe I’ve been asleep,” said Miss Colby. “Wonder what became of the White Wings!”
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