"But that won't do, don't you know," returned Reginald frowning. "I may go away next week, and I want my money."
"I would pay it to you if I had it," said Percy; "but you know I have only my allowance of two dollars a week."
"Stuff and nonsense! Do you think you are going to put me off that way?" demanded Reginald angrily. "I must have my money."
"Then I don't see how you're going to get it," said Percy doggedly. "I can't pay what I haven't got."
"Go to your father and ask for it."
"As if he would give it to me! You don't know him."
"Doesn't he ever leave money lying round?" asked Reginald significantly.
"What do you mean?" asked Percy, reddening.
"I see you understand. I was only suggesting a way to get the money."
"I am not a thief."