The million pound banknote
When I handed the banknote to him he shouted 'I've won!' and slapped Abel on the back. 'Now what do you say, brother?'
'I say he did survive, and I've lost twenty thousand pounds. I never would have believed it.'
'I've a further report to make,' I said, 'and a pretty long one. I want you to let me come soon, and detail my whole month's history; and I promise you it's worth hearing. Meantime, take a look at this. It's a certificate of deposit for £200,000. It is mine. I earned it by thirty days' judicious use of that little loan you let me have. And the only use I made of it was to buy trifles.'