“Then what the deuce!”
Don evidently expected this ejaculation to be accepted as a full and conclusive statement. But, as far as Barton was concerned, it was not. “Yes?” he queried.
“I say, what the deuce?”
“I don’t understand.”
“What am I going to do?”
“Oh, I see. You mean, I take it, what must you do in order to provide yourself with funds.”
“Exactly,” growled Don.
“Of course, the usual method is to work,” suggested Barton.
“Eh?”