Tad passed over a quarter, the other boys regarding the proceeding with disapproving eyes.
"Now that you have made a touch, is it permissible to ask what you are going to do with all that money?" inquired Rector.
"It is."
"Well?"
"They've got a lot of fresh buns over at the bakery. I can get thirty-six of them for a quarter. It's a bargain, too."
"Buns!" growled Ned in a tone of disgust. "Don't you ever think of anything but something to eat?"
"Yes—something that I haven't got to eat."
"Go get your buns and pass them around," suggested Walter smilingly.
"I guess not. There won't be more than enough for me," answered Stacy.
"There's selfishness for you," nodded Ned.