"Now, stop that, Tobias Bassett!" exclaimed his young friend, exasperated, "or I'll surely overturn you in the ditch," and he threw in his clutch with a vicious jerk as the engine began to purr.
CHAPTER VII
A NEWCOMER
Tobias postponed the telling of the wonderful news to Miss Heppy until after supper and after Ralph Endicott had wheeled away from the Twin Rocks Light in his car. She had crowded down the question until then; but it finally came out with a pop.
"Who did Uncle Jethro leave his money to, Tobias?" she demanded, as he turned away from closing the door.
"To me an' you, Heppy—pretty near every last cent of it."
"Now, stop your funnin'!"
"Ain't funning. It is the truth," her brother said. "Six thousand dollars, nearabout. And if you'd seen Icivilly Potts's face!" he chuckled.
"For love's sake!" gasped Miss Heppy. "It can't be!"
"It can be, for it is."