"Hello! What's this? Looks like a hundred-bucker. Yours?" He held discount oakley sunglasses out the bill.
     Banneker shook his head. "Your uncle left it."
     "It isn't a habit of his," replied the other.
     "Give it to him for me, will you?"
     "Certainly. Any message?"
     The newcomer grinned. "I see," he said. "He'll be bored when he gets this back. He isn't a bad old bird, but he don't savvy some things. So you turned him down, did you?"
     "Did he offer you a job and a ugg boots clearance chance to make your way in the world in one of his banks, beginning at ten-per?"
     "He will to-morrow."
     "I doubt it."
     The other gave a thought to the bill. "Perhaps you're right. He likes 'em meek and obedient. He'd make a woolly lamb out of you. Most fellows would jump at the chance."
     "I won't."
     "My name's Herbert Cressey." He handed the agent a card. "Philadelphia is my home, but my nike heels New York address is on there, too. Ever get East?"
     "I've been to Chicago."
     "Chicago?" The other stared. "What's that got to do with--Oh, I see. You'll be coming to New York one of these days, though."
     "Sure as a gun. A chap that can handle a situation like you handled the wreck isn't going to stick in a little sand-heap like this."
     "It suits me here."
     "No! Does it? I'd think chanel bags outlet you'd die of it. Well, when you do get East look me up, will you? I mean it; I'd like to see you."
     "All right."
     "And if there's anything I can do for you any time, drop me a line."
     The sumptuous ripple and gleam of the young man's faultless coat, registered upon Banneker's subconscious memory as it had fallen at his feet, recalled itself to him.
     "What store do you chanel bags buy your clothes at?"
     "Store?" Cressey did not smile. "I don't buy 'em at a store. I have 'em made by a tailor. Mertoun, 505 Fifth Avenue."
     "Would he make me a suit?"
     "Why, yes. I'll give you a card to him and you go in there when you're in New York and pick out what you want."