"Why, what has he done, now, mother?"
"Ralph, I believe he took your twenty-dollar bill!"
"What makes you think that?"
And in his excitement the boy shoved back his books and slate and sprang to his feet.
"From what I overheard down to Mr. Dicks' store, while I was doing my trading."
"What did you overhear?"
"His son William waited on me, and while he was doing it his father began to count the money in the drawer, and then asked who had paid in the twenty-dollar bill."
"And what did Will Dicks say?" questioned Ralph, eagerly.
"He said he had got the bill from Percy Paget."
"He did! It must be my bill."