"Yes, and gave us a three days' notice to quit," replied the girl. "He----"
"He shall not put you out!" exclaimed the young man, vehemently. "It's an outrage! It's bad enough for my uncle to believe your brother guilty, but to put you out----"
"But we are not going," continued Deb.
"I don't blame you. If I can help you----?" he began.
"No, you don't understand," returned Deb, quickly. "It's real good of you to offer help, but we don't need it," and she told him of the money Mr. Benton was to pay over on the following morning.
"I'm glad to hear you're going to get some cash out of that man," remarked Mont. "Although even so, he made a sharp bargain with Jack."
A few minutes later they reached the house.
"Will you come up?" asked Deb.
"I haven't time," he replied. "I've got to do an errand for my uncle. Maybe afterward, if I have a chance I'll take a look for Jack, and come up with him."
"Oh, I wish you would," she returned, "I know it's dreadfully silly for me to be so easily worried, but I can't help it."