butCharliealludedtoitoneveryoccasion，alwaysasastoryfromwhichmoneywastobemade。
“IthinkIdeservetwenty-fivepercent。，don’tI，atleast。”besaid，withbeautifulfrankness“Isuppliedalltheideas，didn’tI？”
ThisgreedinessforsilverwasanewsideinhisnatureIassumedthatithadbeendevelopedintheCity，whereCharliewaspickingupthecuriousnasaldrawloftheunderbredCityman。
“Whenthething’sdonewe’lltalkaboutitIcan’tmakeanythingofitatpresentRed-hairedorblack-hairedheroareequallydifficult。”
Hewassittingbythefirestaringattheredcoals“Ican’tunderstandwhatyoufindsodifficultIt’sallascleanasmudtome。”herepliedAjetofgaspuffedoutbetweenthebars，tooklightandwhistledsoftly“Supposewetakethered-hairedhero’sadventuresfirst，fromthetimethathecamesouthtomygalleyandcaptureditandsailedtotheBeaches。”