“Perhaps he is with another girl now,” laughed Chester.
“I don’t believe it possible,” said Spark. “There are no other girls for him while June is near.”
“I’d like to see you just a minute or two on a matter of some importance,” said Chet. “June will wait for you.”
“Will you, June?” asked Spark anxiously.
“Oh, yes,” she laughed, “I’ll wait.”
When Arlington had drawn Sparkfair aside, he drew from his pocket a wad of money and began counting it.
“A fellow you know,” he murmured, “sent this money back to you by me.”
“Eh?” exclaimed Spark. “What is it, stage money?”
“Oh, no, it’s the real stuff. Here, I believe that is an even hundred. Take it.”
“You’ll have to enlighten me still further,” muttered Dale, as Arlington thrust the money into his grasp. “You have me a bit twisted, Chet.”