Then he looked at me and turned paler.
He tried to thank me, but he caught another flash of that plebeian fifty and it choked him.
Then he took a long look at the half-dollar and with a low moan he passed away.
In the excitement I grabbed Peaches and we flew for home.
The next time I go to one of those expensive shacks it will be just after I've had a hearty dinner.
Even at that I may change my mind and go to a moving picture show.