‘Any person would positively imagine that the fellow had some dealings with the devil,’ added Maretzo, ‘and that she was conveyed away by magic.’
‘That they certainly would,’ observed Kay.
‘I would not mind a hundred dollars to know where the fellow is.’
‘Why, that would be rather awkward, I imagine, Maretzo,’ returned Kay, with an expressive grin.
‘Ha! ha!’ laughed Maretzo, clapping his hand significantly to his pocket; ‘finances rather queer, you think? Ha! ha! ha! I understand!’
‘Funds low.’
‘Ha! ha! ha!’
‘It is not a very laughable matter though.’
‘Very unpleasant.’
‘To be straightened for a few hundreds.’