"Yes."
There was a peculiar smile on Reginald Ward's face, but he did not think it best to question Percy's statement. His money had been paid him, and that was all he cared for.
"Percy's found it in his father's desk, I reckon," he said to himself, "but that doesn't concern me. I've got my money and that's more than I expected."
"By the way, Reg," said Percy hurriedly, "don't mention to any one my paying you this money."
"Why not?"
"It would be found out that I had been playing cards for money, and there'd be no end of a row. Besides, then it would come out that I had parted with this bill."
"All right, Percy. I'll keep mum. Won't you go down and have a game of billiards?"
"Not to-night. I'm rather tired."
"That boy's got something on his mind," thought Reginald Ward.