“Didn't I tell you so?” said Paul.
“Just wait a while and see,” said Teddy. “The lucky feller hasn't come along. Here, Mike, jest buy a package!”
Mike, a boy of fifteen, produced five cents, and said, “I don't mind if I do.”
He selected a package, and, without opening it, slipped it into his pocket.
“Why don't you open it?” said Teddy.
“What's the use?” said Mike. “There ain't no fifty cents inside.”
However, he drew it out of his pocket, and opened it.
“What's this?” he exclaimed, pulling out a piece of scrip. “Howly St. Patrick! it's I that's in luck, anyhow I've got the fifty cents!”
And he held up to view a fifty-cent scrip.
“Let me look at it,” said Paul, incredulously.