“Two rings, a watch, and my scarfpin.”
“Worth how much?”
“Oh, the rings are worth thirty or forty dollars. The pin is worth about ten. I don’t suppose I could get more than fifteen or eighteen on the watch, but to me it’s worth twice that, as it was a present.”
“Can you get those things and bring them here right away, Dagett?” asked Mike.
“Why, yes, if——”
“Then hustle—hustle, I say! Get them! Go ahead now!”
“But what’s the use if he can’t pay?”
Lynch smote the table with his huge fist.
“If he can’t pay, I can!” he roared.
Duncan Ditson gasped with astonishment, for this was the last thing he had expected from Mike.