“Yes.”
“Then what do you mean?”
“It’s a check on a Denver bank, and it’s for five hundred dollars. I don’t think I can get it cashed in this place, Mr. Merriwell. You have plenty of ready money. You had better give me some of that.”
Just a bit of color added its flush to Frank’s cheeks.
“Unfortunately, Mr. Havener,” he said, “I have not plenty of ready money at the present time.”
“But—but you told me on the train——”
“I know what I told you. I said I was carrying several hundred dollars with me so that I’d not get in a tight corner.”
“Yes, you told me so.”
“I have disposed of that money since coming to Atchison.”
Havener stared.