"And now what is the exact amount of your voucher?" he asked, when
he had drawn up a chair and sat facing them.
McGowan fumbled in his inside pocket and drew forth a slip of
paper.
"A little short of ten thousand dollars," he answered in a
business-like tone of voice. "There's the figures," and he handed
the slip to Jack.
"When is this payment to be made?" continued Jack, glancing at the
slip.
"Why, when the money is due, of course," he cried in a louder key.
"Here's the contract--see--read it; then you'll know."
Jack ran his eye over the document until it fell on the payment
clause. This he read twice, weighing each word.
"It says at the monthly meeting of the Board of Trustees, does it
not?" he answered, smothering all trace of the relief the words
brought him.
McGowan changed color. "Well, yes--but that ain't the way the
payments has always been made," he stammered out.
"And if I am right, the meeting takes place on Monday next?"
continued Jack in a decided tone, not noticing the interruption.
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