"And—-then?" Dan still insisted.
"Then," supplied practical Tom Reade, "he'd end our suspense by paying Dick ninety dollars for our war canoe!"
"I would," Greg agreed.
CHAPTER II
DICK AND SOME HIGH FINANCE
"I feel like a fellow without any manners," complained Dave Darrin.
"What have you done now?" asked Greg, coming out of his million-dollar trance.
"It's what I haven't done," Darry answered. "It's also what none of us have done. We haven't thanked our very pleasant, even if slightly erratic, host for his entertainment."
"We can't very well butt in," declared Reade, glancing down the street. "Hibbert and his kee—-I mean, his friend—-are still talking earnestly. I wonder if they lock poor Hibbert up part of the time?"
Colquitt and young Mr. Hibbert had now turned in at the Eagle
Hotel. Dave glanced at his watch, remarking: