"Yaw," nodded Hans, "yer veet alvays lighd on you, Vrankie."
"Haow much money did ye make?" whispered Ephraim, eagerly.
Frank pulled out a large roll, on the outside of which was a fifty-dollar bill. Both lads stared at it, and then they leaned heavily against each other.
"Efy," whispered Hans, "I pelief I vos goin' to had a pad case uf heardt vailures!"
"Waal, I'm ruther dizzy myself!" gurgled the Vermonter. "Never saw so much money as that in all my life. Why don't yeou retire an' live on the intrust of it, Frank?"
"Yaw, why you don'd led der interest uf id life on you, Vrankie?" asked Hans.
"Here is just about enough to get us started on the road in good shape," said Merriwell. "We shall need every dollar of it."
"We!" squawked Ephraim.
"Us!" gasped Hans.