"Yes, and here are your ten dollars."
Bud took the bills and scanned them narrowly, and Fred started on again.
"Hold on!" commanded the other; "don't be in such a hurry; don't start ahead agin till I tell you to. Did they ask you any questions when you got it changed?"
"Nothing very particular, but changed it very gladly."
"Who was it that done it for you?"
"I told him the one who gave me the bill didn't wish me to answer any questions, and then this gentleman said it was all right, and just for the fun of the thing I mustn't tell anything about him."
Bud Heyland looked at the fellow standing a few feet away as if he hardly understood what this meant. Finally he asked, in his gruff, dictatorial way:
"Who was he?"
"I cannot tell you."
"You cannot? You've got to."