"I say, are you counting your fortune?" repeated Percy, throwing as much of a sneer into his tones as possible.
"Unfortunately, I haven't any fortune to count, Percy," returned the young bridge tender, good-naturedly.
"Humph! I suppose you mean that for a pun, don't you?" growled the son of the squire. "If you do, let me tell you it's a mighty poor one."
"I hadn't intended to pun, Percy."
"I didn't think so, for you haven't the brains. Didn't I see you counting some money just now?"
"I was looking at a bank bill."
"That you got on the bridge, I suppose?"
"No; it was a bill of my own."
"Oh, I thought you had to use all the money you made here."
"I have to use the most of it. My pay isn't any too large, as you know."