"No; I mean I've been touched for it."
"Nonsense! You have lost it, if you haven't it. Look through your pockets again. You have put it in some other pocket; that's all."
The boys were strolling slowly toward the pension where they were staying. They had insisted on walking back to their lodgings, after having left the residence of the Spanish ambassador, and this despite his warnings that it was not safe for them to do so at that hour of the night.
"Have you found it?"
"I have not. And that's not the worst of it."
"What do you mean?"
"I never shall find it."
A troubled expression appeared on Davis' face.
"How much, did you have with you?"
"You mean how much did I have left?"