"And if it should, do you think we could attend to more customers? Every minute I talk with you is so much money lost, for the other fellers can't pick up rings an' make change fast enough."
"Does that mean you don't want to go into business with me?" the old man asked, angrily.
"No; but it means that there would be no reason for doing such a thing. I've got no debts, an' there are more customers than can be attended to on so small a board. If you'd made the proposition last Monday it would have been different, but now you can't expect me, after taking all the risk, to divide after the work has been done."
"Who lent you the money to start, Teddy Hargreaves?" Uncle Nathan cried, his face growing purple with rage.
"You did."
"And how have you repaid such generosity? How——"
"I gave you three dollars for the use of fifteen two days," was the prompt reply.
"But how have you repaid me for remaining inactive after my money was stolen?"
"That was something which did not concern me, therefore I had nothing to repay."
"It has a great deal to do with you, as shall be shown before this day is ended, unless you consent to take me as an equal partner in this enterprise. Your friend in crime has been arrested, and I can swear that he turned over to you his ill-gotten gains. One word from me at this time and you will be in the same prison."