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Now, how does that strike you?
Fifteen thousand dollars a year--paid weekly if you wish, and our
Mr. Ware, here, has a form of contract which can be fixed up and
signed within ten minutes, if you agree."
"Well, I don't like to be disagreeable," said Tom with a smile;
"but, really, as I said before, I can't accept your very kind
offer. I may say liberal offer. I appreciate that."
"You can't accept!" cried Mr. Gale.
"Are you sure you don't mean 'won't'?" asked Mr. Ware, in a
half growl.
"You may call it that if you like," replied Tom, a bit coolly,
for he did not like the other's tone, "Only, as I say, I cannot
accept. I have other plans."
"Oh, you--" began the brusk treasurer, but Mr. Gale, the
president of the Universal Flying Machine Company, stopped his
associate with a warning look.
"Just a moment, Mr. Swift," begged the president. "Don't be
hasty. We are prepared to make you a last and final offer, and I
do not believe you can refuse it."
"Well, I certainly will not refuse it without hearing it," said
Tom, with a smile he meant to make good-natured.


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