CHAPTER IX
AN AMAZING REVELATION
I stared blankly at Billings. "Rubies!" I gasped.
He nodded. "Genuine pigeon bloods, my son, no less."
"Oh, come now, Billings," I protested. I felt a little miffed, just a little you know. So jolly raw to try it on that way.
"By jove, old chap, you must think me a common ass," I suggested disgustedly.
Billings grinned at the very idea.
"You a common ass, Dicky?" he ejaculated. "Nobody who knows you would ever think that, old man."
"But, I say—"