“I’m pretty badly shaken up, but I don’t need any help,” said Clarence, who was already on his feet. “Hallo! what’s the matter with you?”
Clarence had by this time cleared the dust from his eyes so that he could take a good look at his companion. There was an expression on his face that he had never seen there before, and he did not know what to make of it.
“Why don’t you let go my collar?” demanded Clarence.
“Kase I want them twenty dollars ye’ve got in yer pocket—that’s why,” replied Godfrey, savagely.
Clarence was too amazed to speak.
CHAPTER XVI.
CONCLUSION.
“HAND ’em out here, I say,” repeated Godfrey, “an’ don’t waste no time in thinkin’ about it, nuther!”
“You’ve turned highwayman, have you?” said the boy, recovering his power of speech by an effort. “Well, you shan’t have the money. I have use for it myself, and I could easily use more if I had it.”