Quotation from: The Little Lady of the Big House

Written by: Jack London

"Huh!--two million, of course."

"Well, five per cent's half of ten per cent. What does twenty million
earn at five per cent, for one year?"

Tim hesitated.

"Half of it, half of two million!" Young Dick cried. "At that rate I'm
a million richer every year. Get that, and hang on to it, and listen
to me. When I'm good and willing to go back--but not for years an'
years--we'll fix it up, you and I. When I say the word, you'll write
to your father. He'll jump out to where we are waiting, pick me up,
and cart me back. Then he'll collect the thirty thousand reward from
my guardians, quit the police force, and most likely start a saloon."