“Yes,” admitted Allan.
“When did you buy it?” McConnell felt as if he must have been left out of Allan’s confidence somehow.
“I didn’t buy it,” Allan replied.
“Then who gave it to you—your father?”
“It wasn’t given to me,” returned Allan.
“Well,” said McConnell, a little annoyed, “that is just a trick. You’d have to buy it or have it given to you—wouldn’t you?”
“No,” said Allan; “there’s another way.” “Oh, yes—you could find it.”
“Then there is still another way,” Allan insisted.
“You don’t mean to steal it, do you?”
“No,” said Allan; “there is one other way.”