“Oh, pshaw!” said Bob, flushing up, “you’re making too much of nothing.”
“Nothing?” echoed Frank. “Do you call it nothing saving my father from ruin, Bob Bouncer?”
“Have I done that?”
“Father says so, and he sent us down to bring you right up to the house.”
“What for?” asked Bob.
“He wants to pay you that reward.”
“Well,” replied Bob, “he simply can’t do it. Do you suppose I’d let the father of my best chum pay me for what any boy would be glad to do? I guess not, Frank Haven!”
“He wants to see you, anyway, so you’ve got to come along.”
“That’s a fact,” put in Tom Chubb. “No getting out of it, Bob.”