"Now we'll have the rest of the story," said he.
CHAPTER XXII
"This," continued Billy the Music, "is the wonderful thing that happened to me.
"Bit by bit I got fonder of the money. The more I got of it the more I wanted. I used to go away by myself to look at it and handle it and count it. I didn't store it all in the house; I only kept enough there to make the people think it was all there, and as every one was watching that and watching each other (for they all wanted to steal it) it was safe enough.
"They didn't know it was mostly copper was in that box, but copper it was, and some silver that I couldn't fit into the other boxes.
"There was a place at the end of the big barn, just underneath the dog's kennel—maybe you remember my dog, Patsy?"
"A big black-and-white snarly devil of a bull-terrier?" said Patsy, thoughtfully.