“I wish I knew what was worrying Mr. Salper,” said Joe, suddenly. “I wonder if that Wall Street bunch, is really out after his money.”
“Gee, he sure does know how to change the subject,” murmured Herb, and Bob threw a nut at him, which he successfully ducked.
“He seemed rather cut up about it, anyway,” said Bob, in answer to Joe.
“I wouldn’t trust those Wall Street sharpers out of my sight myself,” added Jimmy solemnly.
“Gee, listen to the financier,” gibed Herb. “He’s lost so many millions in Wall Street himself.”
“Not yet,” said Jimmy, plaintively. “But wait, my boy, my life is all before me.”
“Say,” cried Joe, “if you two fellows don’t look out I’ll put you in my pocket with the other nuts.”
“Mr. Salper seems kind of a nut himself,” said Joe, continuing with his own reflections. “He seems to have a grouch on everything and everybody.”
“No wonder, with all the worries he’s got,” said Jimmy, adding dolefully: “You see the penalties of extreme wealth.”
“One thing you’ll never have to worry about,” said Herb, and Jimmy grinned good-naturedly.