The Wayward Heiress Matter

Johnny Dollar. But you... Hi, Al. What goes with you these days? Johnny, you... Oh, who's that? Virginia Haskell? That's right. Sorry, Al, but I'm afraid I never heard of her. Ginny Van Doren. Yes.

Oh, well, that's something else again, and I mean something. Well, then you do know her. One of the most de-lankable bits of feminine poker too that I ever ran up against. Believe me, a young man's fancy didn't have to wait for spring to turn to thoughts of her.

Now, what's that mean? Oh, Al, even I had serious ideas about that, Gala, one time. Oh? Yeah, right after college. Isn't every kid of that age intrigued by the idea of marrying into a fortune?

And very beautiful. At least she was when I knew her. Still is, Johnny. So she's married to somebody by the name of Haskell, huh? Gordon Haskell. Well, when I knew her, that blonde charmer didn't have eyes for anybody, but Paul Snowden.

Who's Paul Snowden? childhood sweetheart, that sort of thing. Poor boy, making good on his own, you know the bit. I was too proud to marry her because of her money. But she swore that she'd never marry anybody else, that he was her one true love.

But I guess she changed her mind. What does she want to see me about, Al? She didn't say. She didn't make it clear, however, that it has to do with some of the family insurance.

Well, that's as good an excuse as any. Well, then, do you want to run on down there? For a longing look at the gorgeous Jini Van Duren? But it'll cost you money, Al. Listen, Johnny.